I am disappointed to discover that our cats, Molly and Lucy, have names on the list of top cat names in the nation. It makes me feel ordinary and dull. This is compounded by the fact that tho dear to us, Molly and Lucy would not be contenders in the Westminster cat show if there was one. 

Sig has a theory that cats choose their owners. That is how he explains the neighbor’s cat (from 2 houses away) who roams freely through our house, hangs his feet over the dining room chairs and in general, makes himself utterly at home. We call him Robert Parker; his owner calls him Max.

 Molly has always been an eavesdropper. Here she is lurking behind the window shutter.