Hello, I'm Abracadabra. Yu can call me Boo or Abra for short, if yu wish. Misha calls me Spooky-Boo, becawse I'm very timid and shy. This picture is of me sitting in one of my favorite spots--a bench in the bakyard. It's under an oak tree, rite next to the pool, an has lotsa flowers arownd it.

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Unlike Gypsy, I've only lived heer fur four or five yeers. Misha wasn't alowd to have more than one cat, tho she wanted to take two kittens insted of just Gypsy. The neighburs gave me to som frends of theirs. I stayed there for a few yeers, then they brot me back to the neighbur's an left me there. Nobody wanted me anymor. I was afraid, an half-wild.

Misha spent the next week or so lying flat on the neighbur's driveway in the hot summer sun with som food in frunt of her. Since no one else was feedin me, I had to eet wat she brot. It was very scary eetin the food with her only a foot away, but she didn't move at all when I was neer. Finally I got up the curage to rub up against her side an be frendly. She petted me som, I reely liked that. The next day wen she came over to feed me, I was exsited to see her. I followed her back acros the street to her howse, an I haven't left since.

I'm stil pretty scared of a lot of things. Misha wares a long skirt sumtimes an I run frum it, cawse it's chasin me on the ground. Strangers scare me too, as wel as dogs. When sumone turns the hose on, I run off.

I haven't qwite figured owt the whole sweet cat business; sometimes I mimik the uther cats, rubbing up against pepul's legs, wanting attenshun or food - only I'm abowt a foot or two away, owt of reech.

I don't like being brusht, tho. Since I have long fur, this really annoys Misha. I roll in the dirt alot too, so I get sum meen snarls in my fur. Misha finally decided to take me to the groomer's onse a yeer in April. This way I get my fur clipt short, an I'm not as hot during the summer, an my fur stays nise cawse they bathe me for flees with sum nice shampoo. I look like a skwirrel for the furst month, tho. They clip evrything frum my neck to the base of my tail. But it's nice; they can use sumthing called a "force dryer" on me to get me dry qwicker. I'm the only cat there that has evur put up with it. And yes, I purr the whole time. They love me there.

Gypsy hates me. Wenever she has to walk by me she hisses and rowrs an sumtimes shreeks. Mostly I ignor it, but once inna wile I'll reech owt an swat her on the hed, just to remind her I'm hur sister, and I can do it if I wanna.

Bandit an I get along pretty gud. We share a cat carrier sumtimes wen we go to the vet. Sumtimes we curl up next to each uther an nap for a wile, but not too often. Mostly we just nap during the day, me on a chair, her under it.

Toss is a pest. He always tries to use me as a toy. Pownces on me or chases me off, pushes me away frum my food an eets it insted of his, an just bugs me in general. But he bugs Bandit an Gypsy too, so I just live with it.

Sparkle is new. She's very frendly. She also looks alot like Gypsy, which confyooses me. I used to hiss at her, but not anymore. She kept wandering up to me to say hi an be frendly. She's pretty gud, except she tries to eet my food insted of her own.