This sweet baby was born in my parent's house, June 1996.
My mother named her and her brothers and sister before they were good and dry.
Benni and Rudy came to live with me when they were 8 weeks old. Rudy stuck around until another fluffy yellow feline took up residence and then he moved on. :( Rudy was my golden boy.
But Benni. Benni is my sweetie pie.
One day when she was still a wee kitten, I found her laying lifeless. Limp. Comatose.
I scooped her into a shoebox and drove like a mad woman to the vet with her in my lap.
The vet shot some honey down her throat with a syringe and she roused.
He explained that sometimes kittens just go and go and go until they literally drop.
Once he upped her blood sugar, she was fine. I gave her another dose at home.
Scared the life out of me, and I was nervous for a while after that but it never happened again.
This is a paw that doesn't see a lot of earth or pavement.
This is why.
Miss Benni catching some zzz's in my suitcase o' fabric scraps.
Benni loves to be talked to.
She has the most beautiful expressive eyes.
She can talk with them.
And she can usually always get her way!