Oh, Susie did great! She'd disappear for a week at a time in the summer, and come back home, thin as a rail. She was the huntress, and we probably should've called her Diana, but she arrived with the name.

At various points in time, she was hit by a car, went through the fanbelt of our car, knocking it off, and receiving a damaged ear that healed, and survived my mother tripping over the other cat and landing on her, breaking her shoulder! Susie's shoulder, not mom's... even the limp went away, after a few months!