September 28, 2007
Dad had dictated the kittens be outdoor cats. He said he would have nothing to do with a litter box. I didnít know what that meant. It seemed right. Of course they go outside. Thatís what cats do. They come back with brambles and rodents and smelling of moss until the next morning when the chocolate smell returns. Mom plied me with soda and cupcakes for breakfast. ďYou can have anything you want, dearest.Ē I didnít know what I wanted. Not really. Now Iíd ask for understanding, less pretense, fore-knowledge. At age five, I wanted to never go to school.