Little Cat update

She has moved from behind the monitor to the padded perch attached to my desk. Every day, she explores another corner of the house, establishing herself within our resident menagerie of furballs.

Right now, at this very minute, the house is getting lashed by a violent rainstorm. Trees lean in the wind in so much rain, I can barely see the Methodist Church across the street.

And Little Cat is not out there in the storm. She is watching me doing my reading for tomorrow’s column. For Tracy and me and the rest of the animals, it’s a very good feeling to have her in our family.