Bookworm has been mine from the moment I laid eyes on her. Of all the cats in the shelter, she was the only one who walked toward me like a pageant queen. I was going to name her Queenie but changed my mind shortly after.
In her poised demeanor, she sauntered to my bookshelf and just sat there, looking up at my tiny collection of books. “You like books, Queenie?”
Two days later, I found myself crying and panicking. Queenie had disappeared! Just as I was about to put up posters, there she was, right there, hiding among my books.
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I think Queenie is going to be a companion who keeps you on your toes 🙂
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It sure seems like it. 😀
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Looks like she was waiting for you all the time.
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She does blend right in!
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We have a cat at the animal shelter where I volunteer named Queenie, a short haired ticked tabby. She’s quite the feisty one.
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She’s found her place. She’s queen of the bookcase.
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Haha, she sure has found her place. 😀
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What else does Queenie like?
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Fun story. Yes, I learned not to panic when my cat would vanish. I also learned no vertical challenge was too great for finding perch from which to survey his kingdom. 🙂
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I’ve never had a cat but from watching other people’s cat in their native environment, I can see what you mean by “no vertical challenge was too great.” 😀
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🙂
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You found her a purrrfect name! Nice one.
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Thanks. The kitty does look like a Queenie. 😀
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That’s what they do, isn’t it! So pleased Queenie was safe and sound.
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Nice post Reblogged it on Sarkari Focus
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must be a lover of books
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Must be. 😀
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