Thanks everyone. Calypso engages me in play, especially since Bonnie isn't around to pick on. Got my ankles as I left the bathroom . I swear she laughs. Mad game of chase insued.

I look forward to the day when I take a new fur baby to Dr.C and ask the ever important question: "He/she followed me home, can I keep him/her?"

Dr.C. has been a wonderful vet, especially since I arrived in town with 2 geriatric and fragile cats. Nothing quite like getting to know a new client because their fur babies are terminally/chronically ill. OTOH, scheduling Calypso's annual check-up next month will be pleasant. Just a well-patient check, annual shots, see how she's doing on her weight loss (she finished off Herald and Bonnie's special food fairly often, bad on the waist line).

We're doing OK