The apartment two doors down from me is home to one of those classic "crazy old cat ladies". Granted, she only has two cats and regularly feeds 2-3 more that don't live with her, but at 79 years old she is still spry enough to roam the driveway whistling for her cats at all hours of the night. She is rumored to search through everybody's recycling, and she has a poof of stark-white hair that makes her a good two inches taller, wears bright purple makeup, and is one of the skinniest people I've ever seen.