An introduction is in order. My name is sigh, BooBoo, and I'm the apple of my parents' eyes.
First of all let me say this:- you'd think that with the amount of fuss and love they so-call shower on me that they could have come up with a better name. I'm not sure if I'll ever completely forgive them for giving me this ridiculous uninspired name, but it has stuck and so BooBoo it is.
You should see how the other cats (Oreo and Mafia - yes, my parents named my predecessors too - why did they get such cool names???) make fun of me, but that it the subject of another story.
OK on with the introduction. Yes, despite the name, I am the darling of my parents' rather lonely lives in this little oil and gas town.
They kinda migrated from the Western Peninsula to this eastern state, where they decided to rent a house together in this little housing area near their office. And this is where I found them and adopted them.
I was adopted in 2007, and before that I survived on a diet of humn kindness (leftovers) and rats/birds I could catch pretty niftily.
Nowadays my mama knows that I favour Friskies over Whiskas food, go bonkers over steamed fish and have a special fondness for condensed milk (eventhough I can't taste the sugar).
OK enough for now.
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