Judy and her favorite cat: Bikki

18 years ago, friends moved from to England and didn't want to have to put their cats into six months quaranteen. We were catless and took the two cats: black Mr. Gentleman Hoover and wild kooky Bikki. Hoover died at age 17 and Bikki became the cat of the house. She had a wonderful personality, very sweet and funny. In fact, she insisted on lying on the kitchen table and I built a little fenced in "room" for her with BIKKI written on it. She would lie there peacefully until someone got their hand a bit too close and then, boom, she would bat out and give a little scratch. We would box with her in the "yard" which she defended like a champion.
After we moved to the Cornerhouse, Bikki and Hoover became house bound cats and when Hoover died, Bikki took over. There was no stopping her. She would climb into our clothing cabinet by pushing open the door(how I don't know) and knocking everything on the ground as she jumped to the highest shelf. Some mornings, when I reached in for a sweater for school, Bikki would be hiding behind the sweaters and I would get the shock of my life, when she would go into attack mode and lash out at my hand. Bikki and Judy had a special relationship as you can see by the photo. Finally, at age 18, we had to put Bikki to sleep and have been catless ever since.