Today is National Cat Day -- established 10 years ago to encourage the rescue and adoption of shelter cats. While I didn’t realize it at the time, it’s probably no coincidence that the holiday also falls on the eighth anniversary of my becoming a cat owner. This week eight years ago I received an email from a colleague who knew just enough about me for her to know that I’d be a prime target for her message’s contents. It was a photo of a cardboard box filled with tiny black and white kittens. Under the photo in an oversized, bold font it read: “If these kittens are not adopted before Friday, they will be killed.” Instructions on how to go about adopting them followed. It was aggressive, harsh and extremely effective. I was guilt-ridden and within 24 hours I was online filling out adoption forms. After enduring a rigorous screening process that included a personality quiz, reference checks, and a responsible co-signer (it was much simpler to obtain a mortgage), I was deeme...
Recollections and exaggerations of random happenings throughout my life.