Lora,
I have teenagers who speak "ghetto" not English. My oldest enjoys coming up with names that my vets or I can't spell. "C" had something to do with rap back in the day. It started I called him Baby because the leukemia would not let him finish his growth, he stayed kitten size. Kim did the C thing hence, Baby C. Only the black cats fit the C tradition. Princess C has decided hiding is no fun and took a nice long nap. We need a bigger bed in the leukemia room, we are up to seven positives.
Karen
