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Z-Boo was named Boo Boo when I adopted her from the SPCA. Golden eyes, no front claws, fixed and such a sweet disposition. (what more could I ask for?) The perfect addition to the household. Z-Boo was timid and quiet---shy and reserved. She always wanted to be right beside me, but would never intrude. When I slept, she would sit on my hip (a small frail little thing) Z-Boo only got to live here for a year. Her illness (renal fairlure) was fairly quick and seemingly painless. Although, she became reclusive, she would come out to greet me when I got home (even though she knew that she would be force-fed). The vet tried everything as a last ditch effort to give me more time with her. But, Z-Boo died on Thur. 2/17/2000 - peacefully. Z-Boo has died and I miss her.