Sometimes, cats live up to the names we give them. After six years, Angel has passed that test. When I took this shot she'd just gotten up from a nap, and was watching her new brother, Quincy, who you met in yesterday's post. At this moment he was acting disinterested in her, because he knows there will be ample time for pestering.
Watching her reaction to the intruder reminded me, coincidentally, of 1956, my sixth year. One day my parents told me we were going out to get a new puppy, and that's the first lie I remember. Wouldn't you know it, they stopped at the hospital and brought home a baby. How can you play with that?
As Angel will tell you, smile, act friendly, and always keep your eyes open.
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