Squiggy was born Feb. 19, 1979.  My best friend and confidant for almost two decades.  I had pick of the litter and was told that she was a "he".  Due to the black spot on the head,"he" looked like Squiggy  of "Laverne and Shirley".  Then my vet informed me that "he" was a "she".  She agreed that she had the "Squiggy" look.  So, she remained, Squiggy.

From answering the telephone, toys in the toilet, bath water and drinking, her antics were pure joy.

February 23, 1998, she was put to sleep due to congestive heart and liver failure.  She was cremated and still remains in my home, where she is thought of and missed each day.

Squiggy was about 5 months old here. I had just returned from a trip and she had lost her kitten fur.

On our deck. She loved being outdoors.

Squiggy took moves like a pro.  Never had to use a carrier with her.  Throw her in the house, smell around and that was it. 

Squiggy had so much fun, playing on her cat tree! she's about 2 months old (on the right) here.

she used to play in the bathroom while I was bathing, so I took this one from the tub!

Squiggy liked getting in the underwear drawer.  The one with slips and panty hose!  She'd fix things like she wanted and go to sleep!

'nite, Squiggy.