Ferocious Lion

She was cowering under the passsenger seat.  All I could see was this blonde face with beautiful blue eyes and a brilliant pink nose.  It was love at first site. Fate brought us together.  I met the original owners of my Bella in the parking lot of Home Depot in East Providence of all places.  They were desperate to find a home for her.  New living arrangements forced them to post an ad on craigslist.  They wanted me to take her right then and there. How could I say no? That was 3 years ago. 

Bella week one

Bella was leary of me in the beginning.  It took her a good year to trust me.  Now, however, she is the quintessential lap cat.  She is part Siamese and part tiger cat.  She has a penchant for giving little love bites when she wants attention.  It didn't take long before I was calling her Bella Lagossi.    Her vocal ability is impressive.  My favorite is when she meows in the form of a question.  Meow? It cracks me up!  Friday afternoon I was driving to Newport for the weekend.  Bella tolerated most of the ride in her carrier until I merged onto Rt 138 in Jamestown.  All of a sudden, in protest, comes the loudest lionness roar, MMMMMEEEEEOOOOOWWWWWWOOOO!!!! Eek, she is so scary.

Using her vocals isn't the only way she likes to express herself.  With leaps and bounds she'll run around with her ears crooked back.  It's her special brand of creative dance.  I swear there are fairies that only she can see, flitting about taunting her.  

Friday night I was lounging in the papasan chair watching tv.  My boyfriend was on the telephone.  We just got finished eating a steak dinner.  My boyfriend emerges from the bedroom and walks over to the computer.  I hear him say "Bella is eating my steak".  I avert my attention to see Bella on the floor knawing away.  I pick up the steak and fling it in the pan.  Oh another personality trait of Bella's is she likes to snatch things and carry them away.  Socks, sunglass case, she isn't prejudice.  My boyfriend was astounded at her ability to carry away the steak from the counter top.  "The steak weighs more than her"!  The counter top is a good 4 ft leap.  You'd think she would have just sat herself right there on the counter and chowed.  Nope, she had to carry it all the way over to the computer table.  I wish you could've seen my boyfriend's impression of her dragging the steak away.  It was too funny! One of my most memborable experiences with Bella is when I arrived home from work to find that she had managed  to move all of my stuffed animals (yes, I still have stuffed animals)  from the bedroom to the living room.  I guess she was in the mood for a soiree.