A Tribute To Waybee

On the night of November 11, 2004, I heard from outside my apartment a sad meowing. Looking out the window revealed a small cat running from one apartment door to the next to the next, crying for someone to let her in out of the freezing cold. Immediately I ran to...

TWIP: I live!

Getting back on track in a new month. 07/29: Waybee always likes that kind of surface. 08/01: I happened to be reading The Hunchback of Notre Dame just when this cat came in, and I couldn’t get over how many visual points he had in common with Quasimodo: 08/07:...