Nessie Collins ( original bio from 2001)
Nessie came to us like the wind off the turbulent waves and the cold shores of Loch Ness, from whence she is named. Sick, mean, disheveled, dirty, she was downright monstrous. As you can see from the photos above it took a little work to turn her into the princess she is. She is now enrolled in home school etiquette classes and bladder awareness training. She is progressing quite nicely in these areas. We aren't quite sure what to do about her telekinetic abilities though. Upon her third encounter with crate training she willed a waste basket full of trash on its side and into her crate simultaneously making it impossible to put her in the crate and letting us know her opinion of the attempt. Upon discovery sufficient emotionally charged psychic energy exploded from her embarrassment and escaped the bathroom to separate the ceiling fan crashing from its bracket two rooms away! We were taken aback. However, being staunch Scottie lovers in all their manifestations, we believe with all our hearts that a little love and understanding will help her channel these mystic powers toward our common good or at least diminish their erratic interludes and establish once more the blanket of bliss enveloping our happy multi-pet home. We welcome Nessie with open arms (and biscuits too). Phoebe is the last hold out but we think she secretly enjoys hissing a little in passing as poor little Nessie is caged at bed time. Nessie is slowly getting the idea that she is no longer cast upon the waters and is settling in peacefully. Thank you Christi for spotting her at the DAAER No-Kill shelter and bringing her into our lives
3-5 yrs old?
Pretty brown eyes
Rides in the car
Being last in rank