Bowling Ball asleep, with our calico tabby Troubles
I found Bowling Ball under a bush shortly after Hurricane Charley in August of 2004, she was barely 4 weeks old. She's a grumpy kitty that dislikes almost everybody but my husband and I. We named her Bowling Ball because she had a huge body, but a tiny head and stubby legs, and she definitely grew into her name well. She's usually the first thing to make me smile when I get home from work, and the first thing to make me sneeze when I wake up. She's still my little baby. :)
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