BO
Bo Jingles to be exact. His little green collar with bells, that he had as a new kitten, is now long gone. He went nameless for a while, but the cute little belled collar sure did make him jingle as he ran through the house. Instead of the famous "Bo Jangles"....he became Bo Jingles and now he is simply "BO" for short.
The little red wagon belongs to Maya. You might as well say that Bo belongs to Maya too since she does not have a kitty. Her Mommy is terribly allergic.
Bo loves that baby so much and so does Simon, the Siamese. Bo taught Maya how to go up stairs at a young age. He would go two steps in front of her and then wait.....out of reach....as she kept saying in a little high pitch baby voice..."BO"...and then she'd crawl to reach him. He'd go two steps ahead of her yet again... until she would make it to the top.
Bo lets her hug him.....and so does Simon. They are both very good with her and she is very gentle with them. She has learned from a very young age how to treat animals.
BO was one of the first words she said. Ma-Ma and Da-Da and......BO.
When she sees ANY cat....she points and says "BO".....
The April 15, 2010, income tax day that I walked into a feed mill shop.....to take a little rest and get a drink.....and found one single kitty in a cage was a very good day. All of his brothers and sisters had found homes, I was told. That one single kitty left....was BO. I was NEVER going to have another cat again after Savior died...but I guess everything happens for a reason and someone must have known Maya was going to need a kitty.
BO
Bo Jingles to be exact. His little green collar with bells, that he had as a new kitten, is now long gone. He went nameless for a while, but the cute little belled collar sure did make him jingle as he ran through the house. Instead of the famous "Bo Jangles"....he became Bo Jingles and now he is simply "BO" for short.
The little red wagon belongs to Maya. You might as well say that Bo belongs to Maya too since she does not have a kitty. Her Mommy is terribly allergic.
Bo loves that baby so much and so does Simon, the Siamese. Bo taught Maya how to go up stairs at a young age. He would go two steps in front of her and then wait.....out of reach....as she kept saying in a little high pitch baby voice..."BO"...and then she'd crawl to reach him. He'd go two steps ahead of her yet again... until she would make it to the top.
Bo lets her hug him.....and so does Simon. They are both very good with her and she is very gentle with them. She has learned from a very young age how to treat animals.
BO was one of the first words she said. Ma-Ma and Da-Da and......BO.
When she sees ANY cat....she points and says "BO".....
The April 15, 2010, income tax day that I walked into a feed mill shop.....to take a little rest and get a drink.....and found one single kitty in a cage was a very good day. All of his brothers and sisters had found homes, I was told. That one single kitty left....was BO. I was NEVER going to have another cat again after Savior died...but I guess everything happens for a reason and someone must have known Maya was going to need a kitty.