The Cat

Sometimes I miss my mom. Not my feline mom, the one who gave birth to me and my litter mates beneath the deck. I only knew her for about five weeks. I barely remember her. My real mom is the one who saved me from going to the Humane Society. My dad, the one who…

The Pride

Red moved in with me and Ant at the end of July 2017. From day 1, he was both courageous and easy going. He came to us with marble blue eyes contrasting with his fluffy black fur. He was so tiny that we suspected he was just slightly too young to be taken away from…

The Newest Kitten

"We need a cat," I informed my boyfriend, Anthony, one evening as I sat on the couch doing my nails. "Yeah, I know," he responded disinterestedly, staring into the space realm of his video game on the computer. This wasn't the first time I was lobbying for a cat. He just wasn't a cat person.…

The Deck Cats

“Paul, come quick, check this out!!” I exclaimed urgently with childlike enthusiasm in my voice. I stared out the window, giddily, watching an absolutely magical scene. Kittens! Several of them! Wobbling around Chloe’s backyard, rolling and frolicking in the sun. On one corner of the deck, one kitten booped another’s nose. On the stairs, one…

The Face Off

"I brought home a kitten," my older brother Michael texted me one afternoon when I was at Shire University. "He's in the spare bedroom in the basement. Can you check to make sure he's okay?" My eyes widened. My parents weren't going to like this. They had a pretty strong no-pet stance at the time.…