Dulce Mae is such a sweet and sociable cat, who very intensely studies
the Things We Do.

 http://tinyurl.com/8sn4d

or

 http://home.comcast.net/~Mark-Edwards/files/html/DulceMae.htm

When I turn on the lights, she is studying how I do it. When I turn on
the water, she studies how I do that. When I was sitting in front of
the fridge, reloading it with Diet Coke, she studied the inside of the
fridge, watched how I removed the sodas from their cartons, and
basically made sure that I was doing everything correctly.

She allows me to cuddle her (briefly), but follows me around and asks
for head skritches when I get to my destination, and is somewhat
vocal. She hops around lie a bunny, whenever she runs, and when she
gets up on the coffee table, she high-steps over things instead of
just plowing through and knocking things off, like Buster does.

All in all, she is just a delightfully lovable girl.

Nearly a year later, I can't help but wonder how her previous slaves
could have possibly abandoned her when they moved. I am simply unable
to understand how they could do that. She is such a delightful part of
our home, ever since she allowed us to adopt her.

Well, in this case, their unconscionable loss is our gain.

Hugs and Purrs,
Mark