Myla
Poor Myla. We had her such a short time.
She was another one who came to the porch at night to eat. She was terrified of me for a very long time (months). I watched her through the window for several weeks, talking to her all the time. Eventually I was able to get close to her and then one day she came up and started purring and wanting petting.
She was so thin and was eating so much, I was sure she had parasites. The vet found evidence, but was never able to cure her and she died last autumn.