Prior to departing Connecticut my Grammie gave me a stuffed kitty cat so that I wouldn’t miss my kitty Tika so much. I do miss her terribly but I know she is well loved at my parents’ house.
There have been several occasions when Stephen and I have turned our heads quickly and thought that the stuffed cat was really our Tika. The face doesn’t look real but the body does. Yesterday we added batteries to her internal organs and now she purrs, meows and even breathes.
If she starts eating and crapping you know we’re in trouble.
Love you BooBoo Kitty.
Meow.
Notice that in the photo in the previous post Tika Cat Doppleganger is on the couch looking on at the ironing. A true replica of our crazy kitty.
