BEE, THE WONDER CAT...
My husband was very proud of his Christmas gift to me but I'm afraid I was not very happy about having a kitten in the house, pedigreed blue Burmese or not. I had a new baby and a toddler so this cute ball of grey fluff seemed like too much hard work. It occurred to me that she was going to be more trouble than the baby. She had to be fed four times a day at first and came complete with suggested menu for those meals. We named her Misty but that gradually became Bee because our toddler, Kara, couldn't pronounce "Misty". She was as cute as a button and wonderful but there were times we could have cheerfully strangled her. However, she turned out to be the best thing that ever happened to our family because if not for her, we might all be dead! The children were three and four when one winter night she woke me, making a hell of a racket at our closed bedroom door. She was scratching at the door, yowling and leaping up at the door handle...