Bridgelet - The Youngest In Our Family

Happy Gotcha Day, little Bridget!

That was the name we all gave you when you came into our lives. Now, you answer to Bridgie, Bridgelet, and Bridgie-poo, especially when mommy chirps!

 Who knew when we rescued you from a place where people took their garbage, dumped their leaves  and where you were loved by a little old man in a little one-room house that you would be such a charmer?





Who always knows her place.
The adults get hissy, you steer clear and let it pass.

"Tinker gets cranky sometimes. Probably his arthritis."

Always wants to play.
I have a feeling the kitten in you will remain well into adulthood.

"Having fun with my big brother Chopin!"

Has a good appetite.
You have always enjoyed a good meal, even from others' plates!

"Mmmm. I say, that sure looks good!"

And, you listen.
You know what "no" means and that keeps you out of trouble.

Uh-oh.

We love you, our brightly-furred little one! And, honestly, when the oldsters are sound asleep,
you know you can find fun with Chopin. He, especially, is happy you're here.

~And so are we!



Love,
Mom Julie, Tinker, Anastasia, and Chopin (and Tom)