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.

How did memory get it wrong? Why did I edit truth about her?
We can’t trade away gun rights and believe it’ll give kids perfect safety
I’m losing need to explain myself to those who misunderstand me
Don’t personalize: The system is the issue, not Obama or any individual
Our self-deception is attempt to justify whatever we do to others
Anonymous attacker hit me hard, but I can’t let coward change me
As our heroes grow old and die, it’s a reminder of our mortality