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Sleepy Beatrice

My cat, BeBe (that’s “Ms. Beatrice Gatto”to BMG Music Services, thank you very much), grew up with the companionship of her uncle, Bagheera (he was usually referred to as “Kitten” which made BeBe “Small Kitten” when she joined the household). She has been lacking his company for a number of months now and is lonely for feline companionship.* Since she can be a little bit of a diva, I thought it best that she be introduced to a younger cat (so she could boss it around to her hearts content).* So I picked up wee Fiona last week at the Humane Society.
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Wee Fiona

Unfortunately, she has a respiratory infection and must be in QUARANTINE (I believe that QUARANTINE is a foreboding word that should always be spelled with all caps). She’s had the appropriate meds, and even when she could only breathe in a most snorfly manner (that’s the technical veterinary term) she frolicked about like there was no tomorrow. This made it VERY difficult to get a photo, especially on a camera phone. But here she is blurrily frolicking.
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Peeking
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Pouncing
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Preparing to Scratch
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Sideways
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Walking About

Yes, I saved the best for last. This amazing kitten, a mere two months old, can WALK! She’s a leaping, sauntering, frolicking prodigy. I am so proud.

*NO ANTHROPOMORPHIC PROJECTING HERE, NO SIR.