A Very Content Booger

{Click here to see how the name "Booger" came to be.}

Booger, our kitty, gets to sleep indoors on cold winter nights. Otherwise, she is strictly an outdoor kitty. We don't do the litter box thing. She's good. If she has to go out, she lets us know by getting in front of us and running to the door and/or meowing loudly at the door.

On those cold nights, we let kitty in when we take the dogs out to potty for the last time of the evening. She knows and will wait by the front door. After she finds any morsels of dog food left on the floor next to our one pup's bowl (other pup won't leave behind a crumb), she then heads in to our room where we have an old (but clean) towel for her to lay on. For the most part, she knows to stay on it too.

Was hunting something in our computer files and side-barred to the pets file and was reminded that she will be 10 yrs old this June. She's been a good kitty for our Little Someone. And she handles both Danes with just a look... much like this look here...
 

(Although, this actually is a content look for her.)

A Booger of a Cute Kitty

We have a kitty named Booger. She adopted us over nine years ago right before we moved into our home that we had built and live in now. She was born next door, as our neighbor was one of those types that doesn't have their animals spayed.

It was around the time that "Booger" was just a few months old and wild as a March hair that I was leaving the front door open in the early evenings when it was nice. I could see out the screen door as the house was perfectly set up for this.

Well, this little kitty started visiting at the screen door, so one evening, I left it open. She came in. It took some time... but she adopted us. I asked the neighbor if we had her spayed, could we have her. That was a no-brainer. She had so many already.

Shortly after the kitty's 6-month spaying, we decided on a name: Booger. She has a little white squiggly mark under her nose and she was a Booger, for sure. She needed a little holding to calm that wild hair. She learned fairly quickly to not squirm and scratch and to be cordial, if you will.

We moved out to our property and into our home... and she adjusted in no time flat. Since her early months were spent fending for herself (bringing us lizards and whatnot), the country life was right up her alley. She soon had the place rid of every mole on our eight acres. I imagine our closest neighbors benefited too. Booger isn't a big kitty- just about 8 pounds, but where size lacks, her fiest maintains. She puts our dogs in their place with just a look.

Kitty helping herslef to the dog's food.

Where's Waldo... er, um, I mean kitty??

(okay folks, just know I was in the middle of doing laundry)

Booger's no fool feline~ she knows the best spot in the house on cold winter's day.

You know, some people say, "I'm not a cat person" or "I'm not a dog person." I'm not sure why folks feel like they have to choose. I like both... okay, okay, dogs do give back more (to me). But, I won't hold it against kitty though. They can't help it if they're little boogers sometimes.