I’ve never been good at telling whether kittens are boys or girls, so I didn’t realize Charlotte was a girl for a long time. From the beginning, she was the dominant kitten of a litter. She was so dominant, in fact, that all of us thought she must be a little boy — trying to boss her sisters around.
It turned out that all of the kittens were girls. Charlotte was just a bossy young lady. (That’s her as a kitten in one of the drawers of my desk on the right.) The dark fur pattern of her forehead at the time led several people to remark that she looked like a Vulcan — with their angled eyebrows — so her early nickname was Mr. Spock. She lived up to the fearlessness of the fictional Vulcans from the beginning.

Zombie statists: ‘But if there’s no government, who’ll build roads?!’
Most important thing you’ll do for your child is selecting other parent
What’s the difference between a cop and an actual peace officer?
Why do we create families? It’s a ‘matter of the heart,’ not head
After long but necessary detours, the beginning finally nears for me
Years later, my heart still fears hearing, ‘Who moved my belt?!’
You’re never going to understand me in way I need to be understood
Too many voices with little to say: Politics matters less and less to me
Out-of-touch Keynesians still think ‘digging ditches’ is a good idea