Tiny, atop a painting set temporarily askew during Operation Clean Attic, checks out the closet where she and her brother were born. Just after this picture was taken, she leapt to the top of the hanging plastic wardrobe, the painting flew out to the right under her feet and she was left dangling. No problem, of course, as cats are always in control.
A sacred site. We had known the mother, feral cat Sweet Pea, was great with kittens by her beloved, Sluggo -- the Alpha Cat of Chelsea-by-the-Sea -- and one morning when Sweet Pea didn't appear for breakfast, we went up to the attic and heard the sweetest tiny mews ever. We reached into the closet and brought out the little beings that would become known as Tiny and Baby -- and one little tiger-striped sibling that had not made it through the birth. As Melanie says in "Gone With the Wind," the best days are the days when the babies come.
There is no bag or box that a cat cannot conquer. -- Winston Furchill
Baby moves in, appropriating a Kahlua box housing a most unusual creche scene, a ceramic ensemble shaped and fired in her salad days -- the fifties, we imagine -- by Tuck's oner of a mother, Barbara, an independent woman way ahead of her time, taught by a feminist mother to follow her star.
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