After Mommy’s Sara-kitty died, she got a call from our friend Jayme, who told Mom she had a little kitty named Bug. Mom fell in love with my name immediately, and so she came to visit me at the pet store where I was waiting in a cage for someone to adopt me. I let her take me out and hold me and see what a little love bug I am, and she took me home right then and there. Of course, I yodeled all the way home, because I’m not too big on riding in the car when I don’t know where I’m going, but once I got there, I was happy. I’m now the Queen of the Blue Room, where I like to hang out with my food bowl away from my brothers, whom I dislike most heartily. They really don’t bother me, but I like to hiss and growl at them just to keep them in line.
This is me on the kitchen rug, waiting to see what treats Mom has for us.
