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.