I have recently entered a new chapter in the story of my life – as measured in feline companions: cat slave once-removed. My 22-year-old daughter just became the unprepared savior of an eight-week-old kitten. She is understandably apprehensive about taking on the responsibility but also delighted at the prospect of establishing a home of her own, as cats do.
I smile at her anxiety and at the thought that she will look back on this as a chapter in her life identified by the cat in it. My first cat Archie …