Rose Marie from Georgetown
by Lora Wallingford
What's For Lunch?
There was no particular reason the name Rose Marie was chosen... my brother came up with it. It just seemed to fit. Sometimes there is no rhyme nor reason for name picks, they just pop up.
Anyway, Rosie is a character with a capital C. She climbs on everything available, including up pants' legs.
She eats like a bobcat, cannot fill her. She yells at the top of her lungs for no reason. And she is the blackest, sleekest, most shiny cat I have ever known. She is a true beauty.
She was found at a fast food restaurant when a kitten. She was cared for by a neighbor for a year. She was an indoor/outdoor kitty.
She decided we were going to be her new home, after camping out on our porch. We received permission to adopt her in November of 2015. And the house has rocked ever since!