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.

Third parties aren’t any better than two parties if they anoint rulers
FRIDAY FUNNIES
Trip to Memory Lane reminds me some relationships deserve to die
The cesspool is deep and toxic, but I’m to blame if I remain there
Financial crisis seems serious when it hits your own neighbors
She’s miserable in life she chose, but she’s too proud to change now
World has become a freak show, but we’re not supposed to notice
Surprise! Sane foreign policy experts agree with that crazy ol’ Ron Paul