I make sure to take photos of Pierre during this year of a photo a day because for anyone but me, he is the mythical cat, only seen in the distance or under the bed. He was a rescue, and the Bowling Green police took three days to catch him under the dumpster where he was hiding, a wily one even as a kitten. He never got over the wild streak, but trusts me now, almost fifteen years later, but with limits. I don’t pick him up, and he lets me pet him.
Lanette Cadle 