Daisy

I adopted Daisy from the Anti-Cruelty Society in Chicago. I had been looking for Scooter, my lost cat, for the last two months, and Daisy looked like her, so I adopted her and saved her life. She was already an adult, with ear mites and pregnant (which she really wasn't), so I don't think anyone else would have wanted her. That's their loss. She's the greatest cat ever! She sits on my shoulder and purrs in my ear, and the sensation goes all the way through my body. She loves everybody. She loves to be petted and I pet her so much that she goes into ecstasy. I named her power-petting "luv-a-dub", from the work "rubadub", only it's done with love. Daisy loves to be luvadubbed! We've had her for 14 years now, and she's getting old way too fast for me. I don't know what I'm going to do without her. She's my warm fuzzy.

Yolanda Pikul
YPikul@aol.com
( Friday, Saturday, September 20, 1997 )

Shehira

Attached is a picture of my beloved Cornish Rex, Shehira (pronounced She-here-ah). She came to us with that name but we gave her a second name (C'mere-ah). Shehira has very short curly hair and she is almost always cold. (She sleeps in my arms under the covers with me.) When she is not with me she curls up in an old fur coat by a heat vent. This picture of her is on a sunny afternoon where she is "working on her tan". She loves to go out on warm sunny days.

We just got a new kitten and we are looking for a name for him. Shehira has yet to warm up to him.

Cathe CATHE@whsc.on.ca
( Sunday, November 09, 1997 9:53:45 PM )