Not long after Bruce and I lost our first cat, Zoe, we realized it was essentially a foregone conclusion that we couldn’t really live in a cat-less house. So we went on Petfinder, and discovered a cute little kitten, 8 weeks old, going then by the name of Button. He was a grey-and-white tux with a little spot on the tip of his nose. White patch shaped like an inverted heart on his face, white bib, floofy white belly, elegant little gloves and socks, a fluffy grey coat, pink toebeans, big green-gold eyes. We did a meet-and-greet at his foster family’s house; it went very well, and a few weeks later, the fosterer delivered the kitten to our house.
