BooBoo is afraid of most people. :< Actually a pretty interesting story how we got her.
So when I was little my mom had a calico cat named Mikki. One day she went missing. A few days later, the man who lived across the street found her body under his deck. She had been attacked and killed by another neighbor's wild dog. My parents buried her in our back yard and planted a young tree on the grave.
Fast forward several years, and another cat - also a calico - shows up in our backyard, under the tree my parents had planted. She wouldn't let us come near her at first, but slowly started coming closer and closer to the house. Eventually we started feeding her. Picked her up one day, gave her a warm (albeit slightly traumatizing) bath in the sink, and put her back outside. She decided to stick around. :) She's still afraid of people though - we think she must've been abused by people before she wandered over to our house. I ♥ her forever.^^