I
was in a pet shop with my brothers and sisters when my parents found me.
They
were looking for a short-haired, female kitten, which I wasn't,
even
though it's what my mother told my dad,at that time, which he learned
different
much later when it was too late. "Sigh" he fell in love with me,
and my
lovely plumage at the end of my butt.
The
older I get, the more beautiful it becomes. I love it myself.
It
keeps my nose warm in the winter time when I curl up and go to sleep.
I also
use it to get my mom's attention when she's holding me,
just
in case she forgets I'm there. I just, kind of, flit it in her face.
I was
named Bonnie, after the hurricane in the Carolina's.
Well,
now I'm as furry as a rich woman's bola with a gray spot on top of
my
head and two different colored eyes.
A
nickname I have is Bon Bon...mom makes fun of me and calls
me Bim
Bim (short for bimbo). She thinks she's being funny.
Oh,
I'm impressed.
Besides
my brothers, I have lots of great things to play with, and lots
of
things to do, my favorite being, decorating the house...
with
the plants and potting soil.
We
have free run of the basement where there's some really neat stuff.
I
don't understand why their not in the house, so I take it upon myself and
bring
them up.
One of
the scratching posts is in the kitchen where a lot of human time is spent,
and
when their in just the right spot I scurry up to the top of the post and
onto
their shoulder. It does have to be the left one, of course.
I
don't go outside but when the sun is out, the sun porch door gets opened
and I
run like hell in case the sun goes in and I miss it. We love it out there.
All
kinds of ladybugs to chirp at.
I try
to get them but the ledge of the window doesn't quite hold me.
So I
beep a couple times in an attempt for them to come to me, but they don't.
We
tear the place apart. Needless to say, it's not even the sun porch anymore.
It's
now the "playroom".
Nighttime
comes and boy am I beat. Time to curl up and sleep... |