Kipper’s sister. Very glamorous, slightly superior. Vocal and overly fond of her dad; a dreadful flirt.
Diagnosed with left ventricular hypertrophy at four years of age but it doesn’t seem to have slowed her down too much.
Repulsed by the idea of hunting and would much rather eat things from Waitrose.
Boo’s big heart caught up with her on April 12th, 2008. We knew we had her on borrowed time, but it was still a shock to lose her. We were able to have her at home, and the vet came out and put her to sleep in front of the fire.
She’s buried in the orchard, next to the Medlar tree.