Wubert with Feathered Hair

About Equal in Size

When Lucy was younger, way back when, she never really noticed Wubert. However, now that the kid is almost eight months old, that has changed big-time. Lucy now finds Wubie endlessly fascinating. Whenever he waddles by, she attempts to grab his tail or stroke/grope his fur. She emits high pitched laughs and squeals of delight whenever Wubie does something clever or funny, like dry-heave a hairball or snore.

Yep, she’s so entranced by our portly feline boarder that at times I equate her ardor with what I’d imagine a teenybopper would have for a favorite celebrity. Thus, occasionally when Wubie walks by and Lucy goes gaga, I imagine it’s 1971, and a bell-bottoms wearing Lucy is following Keith Partridge’s every move—as he looks for his crunchie bowl.