March 3rd 2006 7:47 am
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I was a little cat. Way before I was crowned Queen Baby. I was with a doctor that helps kids get muscles. I think its called therapist. There was 3 people. A man and a woman and a baby. I think they liked me. Somthing about my smile. So I was taken home with my new family.
I found out the baby grew up to be in a wheel chair. I don't know why though. But I knew my life was ment to help my humans, Pam, Jeff, Cheryl, and J.D. make the baby (Well, not anymore. *snickers*) feel comfy. That means make her feel better with my love when she is sad or sick. Oh and her name is Jessica. I don't call people baby all the time you know!
Well, I got the name Baby because my humans can't think of a name. And I just rolled with it. ;-) And I was dubbed Queen of the house because I am higher than my owners and they do as I say. Well, except when I jump onto high places (like Jeff's pinball machine). He says, "no". *snickers.
I love my humans. And I think they love me. They feed me chicken and steak whenever we have a barbique. :-)
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