Despite the fact that I can not walk through my living room without being stalked (and pounced on), despite the scratches on my hands, arms and legs that never seem to go away, despite my constantly having to feed this damned furball AND scoop her shit, I must admit that I am quite fond of her....

Lindsey loves piles of fresh laundry; she'll spend most of a day "nesting" in it (and covering my freshly laundered clothes with hair). These were taken in March of 2002 when she was about 3 years 9 months old.

Click on an image below for a bigger, more beautiful pop-up of the Boo.