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.

Romantic attraction is a trickster, appearing when we least expect it
Practically and legally, it’s true: Good fences make good neighbors
If you made an error yesterday, it’s ‘foolish consistency’ to stick with it
Obama: ‘…all the choices we’ve made have been the right ones…’
Why am I disappointed in others, when my secret sins lay hidden?
Irrational beliefs hurt all of us when you hand power to the ignorant
Parody video: What do your cats do when you’re away from home?