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.

I finally know why I feel like a fraud when people say I’m smart
Six months after her death, I like to believe Lucy is waiting for me
When you compromise principles, you soon won’t recognize yourself
FRIDAY FUNNIES
If you must be ‘good enough,’ you’ll never start to be yourself
What is your measure of success? For me, meaning keeps changing
At life’s end, who we’ve loved will matter more than what we’ve owned