Shelby Princess came into our home as a 6 week old pup. Already there was a 3 year old black Bombay cat with yellow eyes. His name was Charlie and he was Shelby's nemesis as well as her protector. He killed garden shrews, small mouse like body with rather nasty teeth. They made holes all over our yard and would have bit tiny Shelby, who weighed 2 pounds at that time.
Shelby also had a gorgeous green-eyed, white and grey striped cat named Alex, who was shy and very timid. He was a monster of a cat in size, weighing nearly 20 pounds. He was like Ferdinand the Bull, who never knew his full strength.
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6 comments:
It looks like you're having fun with this blog thing. Enjoy writing. :)
Love,
Tee
Yes, it's as though Shelby lives again. Every time I say her name, she "moves" inside my head and behind my eyes. I can bury my nose in her fur and smell her scent. I live for those moments of conjuring up part of what made up dear Shelby.
I have read the book about Shelby and enjoyed it greatly. I only hope that the second book will be as good and heartwarming.
Judy
I have read the first book about Shelby and enjoyed it greatly. I hope that Leslee's next book will be as heartwarming.
Judy
Thank you for your praise. I often said, "My book for Shelby was written from the heart with love and my book for Charlie will be from the brain with respect. Charlie was an awesome cat, a feline who walked his own path, and loved people as his equal.
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