From the Archives: A Snowy Saturday, January 25, 2007

Yes, this is one of Mimi’s children, but not one of the Fantastic Four! They weren’t even a biological possibility yet, but their half-sister Lucy was intent on capturing either a few falling snowflakes or that mourning dove that’s sitting on the feeder. She’s sitting up on her haunches, ready to leap at something—anything!

She was about nine months old here, slender and graceful and the youngest cat in the house by far—Kelly was the next youngest in age, and she was 13. And this was the time I had the greatest age range in my household, with Lucy at 9 months and Stanley having turned nominally 25 years old on January 1, since I didn’t know what day he was born, and we had just lost him ten days before. Now that my long, long journey with Stanley was done, as well as the journeys of three other of my oldest cats within that previous year, I could turn to the new life that had been brought to me. The little kitten leftover from last summer’s litter, who I had had no intention whatsoever to adopt, had stolen the hearts of all the cats in my home, and mine as well, just by being who she was.

Sitting at my desk here watching the snow fall today, I remembered, not this particular moment, but just watching Lucy in action, enjoying the life of a kitten after many years with only adult cats.

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