Bhava

  • Posted: September 22, 2011
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Tiny enough to fit in the palm of his hand, Bhava found her way into my husband, Robert’s life and heart in May of 1994, a few months before he and I met. She was humorously possessive of him in the beginning and would passionately swat at him when we’d

Ichi

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A native Californian, this 6 week old, longhaired grey Maine Coon hailed from the streets of Orange County and was delivered on my doorstep in 1987 by a dear friend who knew I wanted a cat. They called him Smokey.  As my first pet as an adult and having just

Floyd, aka “Skinny”

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Gazelle-like, thin and an amazing jumper, this outdoor short-haired grey bullet appeared on our street shortly after we entered into the new millennium. The game-changer, hero of our story was initially not a hands-on cuddle-bunny by any means. It took a bit of time for him to warm-up to the

Romeo

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As his name implies, Romeo (Floyd’s littermate), is comfortable on just about anyone’s doorstep. He’s also earned the official title of “greeter” on our little street, predictably awaiting returning neighbors from anything from errands to late evening dinners.  His loveable welcomes are customarily rewarded with a well-deserved tummy-rub and although

Sasha

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Demure with a sweet disposition, Sasha wandered into the neighborhood from an unknown place. A cat anyone could instantly love, given the opportunity, and a favorite of Skinny’s, she promptly earned her position in the BACG. Sadly her time with us was short but she will always be remembered in

Maddie

  • Posted: September 15, 2011
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An after-the-fact addition to the BACG, Maddie is a strong-willed tuxedo cat that also hails from the unknown. As an older gentleman and after enduring the adversity of living on the street, he successfully navigated his way to our front garden. With an injured, blinded eye and a demeanor indicative