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.

The Alien Observer: I’m not going to change — and you’re not, either
Connection with a child can make routine day feel more meaningful
I just found out an ex got married – and I’m shocked to feel jealous
As the gods of this world die off, we face a profound crisis of faith
Nobody can ever be good enough when perfection is the standard
The Alien Observer:
What if I’ve fooled myself — and darkness is all that waits for me?
Fetish for privatizing misses point; it’s having a choice that matters