As my blog title pages states, it is all about cats, books, and theatre – three things that are dear to me. And in the course of my writing, I am sure to touch on other topics as well.

Let’s start with cats for this first posting.

It all started when I was eleven and my best friend’s mother rescued cats. At the time, they had less than a dozen cats. I fell in love with Orphan Annie or Annie, as she was better known. She was a gorgeous calico and friendly. I vaguely remember her kittens, but I do recall that they were adorable as well. A few years later, our neighbor’s cat, Wally or Wals (he answered to either name), adopted me. He was an indoor/outdoor cat, with the emphasis on outdoor. We became close and he always sought me out when I was outside. He also showed his love for me by occasionally leaving me “presents” on the front door step in the early morning. Fortunately, my father was usually the first to exit the door in the mornings and he took care of the presents.

We were not allowed to have any pets. My mother said five kids were enough in the house! We did have our share of goldfish, turtles, and seahorses – none of which lived that long. So when I moved out of the house, I figured my time for having my own cats had finally come. It took a few more years, but I was finally truly owned by my first official cat – Coco, a Siamese mix rescue.

I currently have four rescued cats and am fostering a mom and her three kittens. Over the years, I have been owned by eight other cats and several fosters. And I’m not even counting the many ferals (wild cats) that have found their way to my small backyard. But more on the years from Coco to now in future posts.

Comments, feedback, thoughts are always welcome!

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