You Must Have Been A Beautiful Baby

One of the wonderful volunteers at Defensa Felina (the shelter from which we adopted Dudo and Moose in May of this year) found a couple of photos of our boys when they were kittens and still with their mother (and three sisters) and emailed them to me. I took one look and fell in love all over again.

MOOSE (MUSY). HE'S STILL SWEET AND CUDDLY, BUT DOESN'T LIKE TO BE PICKED UP.

THE BIRTH FAMILY, WITH DUDO FRONT AND CENTER AND MOOSE IN BACK.

A Musical Mother and a Beautiful Baby
When I was a kid, My-Mother-The-Dowager-Duchess was always singing. She said her voice put her in the category of listener, but that never stopped her from breaking into song. I actually liked her voice. Truth is, I passed a sixth-grade history test thanks to The Duchess. "Istanbul was Constantinople. Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople... Why did Constantinople get the works? That's nobody's business but the Turks." Even Old New York, which was once New Amsterdam, was on that test. Music is very instructive.

But, yet again, I digress. One of The Dowager Duchess's favorite songs for us was "You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby." Only problem: I'm convinced she sang it as, "Oh, you must have been a beautiful baby. But baby look at you now" and not "'Cause baby look at you now." If so, I'm sure she meant it is a joke... At least I think I'm sure. (More therapy?)

ANOTHER THING THE DUCHESS LOVED TO SAY:

"YOU'VE GOT A FACE ONLY A MOTHER COULD LOVE."