the song is "Happiness Is" from You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown Peekaboo Beautiful Peek-a-Boo Peek-a-Boo is a special kitty who came to live with me in the beginning of May 1998. My Doc found her at a gas station when she was about 3 weeks old, with a severe URI, worms, mites, and both eyes were severely infected. With medication the left eye cleared up, but the right eye was so bad it ruptured. This poor little scrap looked like something from outer space with this big pink blob on her face. Doc kept her at her house another couple of weeks, medicating her and teaching her how to eat. She asked me if I had room for a very "special" kitten and I told her if she couldn't find Boo-Boo a good home I could probably be persuaded to take her. Well, a week later Doc brought her to me and said "I had a couple of other homes for her but I know they're not as good as you, and she's such a special kitty I wanted her to be with you." So, home came Peek-a-Boo. The eye eventually healed and receded into the socket, but Peek-a-Boo would never have had sight in that eye, and the pocket left when the eye receded would have been a great breeding ground for bacteria. So, when Peek-a-Boo went to get spayed in November, Doc removed the eye and sewed the socket shut. The fact that she has only 1 eye has never limited her in the slightest - she even has great depth perception, which is really unusual. She's a flying cat - when I'm typing on the computer, Peek-a-Boo jumps up to my left shoulder from behind, drapes herself over my shoulder, and keeps an eye on those strange things running across the screen. Doc said Peek-a-Boo was special, but that doesn't even come close to describing her. She's very bright - she learned which button to push on the remote control to turn the television on, and if I forget to turn the remote over when I leave in the morning, Boo-Boo will turn the TV on and watch soap operas all afternoon. When Boo-Boo was almost 4 months, a woman called our Doc to ask if there were any kittens awaiting adoption that she could borrow to take to visit a 90-year old cat-owner who was in the hospital after suffering a stroke. Doc said, "I can't let you borrow any kittens, but I know someone who would probably be willing to help you out!" Guess who! Precious Peek-a-Boo, the Healer We had to sneak Boo-Boo into the hospital (the doctor had approved the visit, but we had to get past the nurses!) so I put her in a canvas gym bag and left the zipper open just enough that Boo-Boo could get her head out to look around. Once we got to the hospital, Boo-Boo went down into the bag, I zipped it up, and we climbed the stairs to get to Grace's room. Kittens at 3-4 months are normally very active, but Boo-Boo, when placed on the bed, simply sniffed her way up Grace's arm to her face, touched noses, then laid down next to Grace and didn't move for the next hour and a half! What a sensitive, perceptive, loving little creature my sweet Boo-Boo is! The next time we went to visit and I pulled out the gym bag, Boo-Boo hopped in without complaint - I'm sure she knew exactly what we were going to do, and was a willing participant. Once she's a year old - the minimum age to be accepted into a pet therapy program - we'd like to start doing this as part of an officially sanctioned program. She's absolutely the perfect cat for the job. Beautiful, sleek, affectionate, smart, gentle and funny, Peek-a-Boo is truly an extraordinary cat. Such pretty markings, and such a soft, glossy coat!
The eye eventually healed and receded into the socket, but Peek-a-Boo would never have had sight in that eye, and the pocket left when the eye receded would have been a great breeding ground for bacteria. So, when Peek-a-Boo went to get spayed in November, Doc removed the eye and sewed the socket shut. The fact that she has only 1 eye has never limited her in the slightest - she even has great depth perception, which is really unusual. She's a flying cat - when I'm typing on the computer, Peek-a-Boo jumps up to my left shoulder from behind, drapes herself over my shoulder, and keeps an eye on those strange things running across the screen.
Doc said Peek-a-Boo was special, but that doesn't even come close to describing her. She's very bright - she learned which button to push on the remote control to turn the television on, and if I forget to turn the remote over when I leave in the morning, Boo-Boo will turn the TV on and watch soap operas all afternoon. When Boo-Boo was almost 4 months, a woman called our Doc to ask if there were any kittens awaiting adoption that she could borrow to take to visit a 90-year old cat-owner who was in the hospital after suffering a stroke. Doc said, "I can't let you borrow any kittens, but I know someone who would probably be willing to help you out!" Guess who!
Beautiful, sleek, affectionate, smart, gentle and funny, Peek-a-Boo is truly an extraordinary cat.
