Just like so many of my animals, Merlin just showed up on my porch and never left. I don’t know where he came from. I don’t know who his mother was. I just know that a new cat started hanging out in my neighborhood and then adopted my porch as his own. Eventually, he came inside and never left.
I rarely name animals for their physical characteristics, but Merlin was an exception. A woman I was dating at the time pointed out that the white fur around his nose and neck made him look like an older man with a white beard and mustache — very much like the wizard of ancient myths. So he became Merlin because of the wizard who I figure is the most famous of all time. It’s been a good name for him.
Merlin is a very calm and good-natured cat, but there’s a small part of him that had trouble learning to enjoy being inside where he’s safe. Yes, Merlin still wanted to chase birds and squirrels. He can sometimes sit in an open window for hours, intently peering at every movement of other animals in the trees just outside my office windows.
For a long time, I didn’t worry too much about this, but Merlin eventually decided to make a jailbreak.

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Cat’s ordeal reminds me that bad things happen right under my nose
Nobody’s perfect as a mate, but Mary Poppins was pretty close
Didn’t we already try secession? Politicians don’t like losing control
When we sell Jesus like soap, maybe we’re spiritually bankrupt
As we encounter emotional truth, poisonous past can make us numb
Do you obey petty rules? Or do you fight The Man in hopes of change?
Whose life is it anyway? Police taser man trying to protect home from fire
Some rewards are great enough to ignore risks and take big chances