old cats and enduring love

I inherited a little ginger kitten once, long ago. I was volunteering on a biodynamic farm. My husband, Troy, was in med school, the ‘old guy’ on campus. We were renting the top part of a house with our three children. Below us, on the main level of the house, were a young couple. Below them, in the basement, was a single guy. The train tracks were on t…