Ilsa is doing great.She thinks she is queen of this house and I am her
slave. It's fine with me. I love her dearly. It only took her one day
to make herself at home. She sleeps on the bed with me, and likes to
wake me up about 6:30 every morning for her breakfast. I wonder if she
doesn't have a Siamese in her background. She sure can sound like one
when she talks, and she does a lot of talking. We carry on quite a
conversation sometimes. We are doing great. We really do belong
together.
Barbara.
