So... this morning Smittywife suggested the name Tribble. Tribble works. She's small and furry. She makes little squeaks and purrs. She's full of love (although right now she mainly expresses her love by attacking our feet and ankles). She emits ear-piercing squeals when she's near a Klingon... or, well, when she's hungry. And she's hungry all the time--although, since she's a carnivore, our vast stores of quadrotriticale should be safe.