Hello, I'm Abracadabra. You can call me Boo or Abra for short, if you wish. Misha calls me Spooky-Boo because I'm very timid and shy. This picture is of me sitting in one of my favorite spots--a bench in the backyard. It's under an oak tree, right next to the pool, and has lots of flowers around it.

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Unlike Gypsy, I've only lived here for four or five years. Misha wasn't allowed to have more than one cat, though she wanted to take two kittens instead of just Gypsy. The neighbors gave me to some friends of theirs. I stayed there for a few years, then they brought me back to the neighbor's and left me there. Nobody wanted me anymore. I was afraid, and half-wild.

Misha spent the next week or so lying flat on the neighbor's driveway in the hot summer sun with some food in front of her. Since no one else was feeding me, I had to eat what she brought. It was very scary eating the food with her only a foot away, but she didn't move at all when I was near. Finally I got up the courage to rub up against her side and be friendly. She petted me some, I really liked that. The next day when she came over to feed me, I was excited to see her. I followed her back across the street to her house, and I haven't left since.

I'm still pretty scared of a lot of things. Misha wears a long skirt sometimes and I run from it, because it's chasing me on the ground. Strangers scare me too, as well as dogs. When someone turns the hose on, I run off.

I haven't quite figured out the whole sweet cat business; sometimes I mimic the other cats, rubbing up against people's legs, wanting attention or food - only I'm about a foot or two away, out of reach.

I don't like being brushed, though. Since I have long fur, this really annoys Misha. I roll in the dirt a lot too, so I get some mean snarls in my fur. Misha finally decided to take me to the groomer's once a year in April. This way I get my fur clipped short, and I'm not as hot during the summer, and my fur stays nice cause they bathe me for fleas with some nice shampoo. I look like a squirrel for the first month, though. They clip everything from my neck to the base of my tail. But it's nice; they can use something called a "force dryer" on me to get me dry quicker. I'm the only cat there that has ever put up with it. And yes, I purr the whole time. They love me there.

Gypsy hates me. Whenever she has to walk by me she hisses and growls. Mostly I ignore it, but once in a while I'll reach out and swat her on the head, just to remind her I'm her sister, and I can do it if I want to.

Bandit and I get along pretty good. We share a cat carrier sometimes when we go to the vet. Sometimes we curl up next to each other an nap for a while, 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. Pounces on me or chases me off, pushes me away from my food and eats it instead of his, and just bugs me in general. But he bugs Bandit and Gypsy too, so I just live with it.

Sparkle is new. She's very friendly. She also looks a lot like Gypsy, which confuses me. I used to hiss at her, but not anymore. She kept wandering up to me to say hi and be friendly. She's pretty good, except when she tries to eat my food instead of her own.