Once upon a time there were three little Boogies. The first little Boogie ran away from her home and ended up at the animal shelter. The second little Boogie ran away from home and was run over by a car. The third little Boogie ran away from home and was never heard from again.
Boogie #1 lives with me. She was about four months old when she came to the animal shelter. A dirty, scruffy little thing she was, looking more like a bat-eared rat than a kitten. Hoping she'd become a playmate for Tiger Lily, I brought Boogie home. After a thorough combing, she turned out to be a beautiful, sleek creature.
Boogie's mother was Cleo, a black cat of Siamese ancestry. Boogie has retained a great deal of the Siamese, particularly in her Cattitude. Boogie has a lofty opinion of herself and her place at the center of the world. Her main job is to investigate every inch of the house daily and to pee on anything new and suspicious.. |
