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Nearly twelve years ago, when I was still living in California (glad to be out!), I decided I wanted a cat. As it turns out, the friend of a coworker (whom I not-so-affectionately call Napoleon, the coworker, not the friend) had a bunch of kittens free to a good home. So I went and picked one out. Many years ago, I had read a story about a little girl who was mystifying her parents because every puppy she was offered, she rejected, citing “puppy size” as the reason. She finally… Read More »My Cat