He and his five brothers and sisters were found in a box on Queens Boulevard in the pouring rain. From the beginning we liked each other.
However, I'm allergic to cats. And there was that story of a cat who lived with Florence and Seymour briefly. It kept following Florence around all day interrupting her practicing. The message was clear: pets stymie art. The cat was given away on Day Three.
When someone decides they want to adopt you and they decide it with a heart that has greater horizons than any limits that appear, there is really nothing much you can do about it.
And this kitten decided I was his.
So one day quite recently, he took up full residence in a home I obviously had been renting for 33 years just so one day he could move in.
Jupiter has come home.
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