Yogi and Boo

Yogurt came to us about 12 years ago. Molly and I were living in our first house and we did many things to make it our own, including painting everything in sight, planting lots of bushes (most died) and getting a pet. We found her at the adoption area of the vet's office. Molly chose the name. She has variously been an indoor and outdoor cat, there were some years where she was solely outdoors but the past year or 2 she has been in and out thru the dog door frequently. Last night she climbed up onto Owen's bed and snuggled right in. He just adores her. She tends to drool when she is happy instead of purring and due to that and the fact that we have a waterbed she does not get to come on my bed. She likes Molly and the boys' bedrooms also, and is a lap cat at movie time. We had a second cat for a while, Black Cat, who let himself into our old house while I was putting groceries away. He was a small kitten then and we tried to find his owner with no luck. He stayed with us for 2 years, but when we moved across town he kept running away to go back to the old house. After 6 or so trips to fetch him we gave up. He had to go about 3 miles over several busy streets to get there and we were worried he would get run over. He moved into our old neighbor's yard, and she renamed him Homer. We drop by about once a year to say 'hi'.