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.

Shared misery: Nobody can have air conditioning unless everyone can
Does your life feel wasted so far? Maybe your best is yet to come
By end of Pooh movie, I wanted to stay in the Hundred-Acre Wood
Anonymous attacker hit me hard, but I can’t let coward change me
Fear of potential loss is a terrible reason to stay in the wrong place
FRIDAY FUNNIES
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