My first cat was my grandmother's purebred Russian blue cat. She moved in with us when I was a kid and brought her Russian blue and Scottish fold. The Russian blue became mine and the Scottish fold welded herself to my mother. Poor grandmother, both her cats abandoned her!

Most memorable acquisition was playing rpgs at someone's home. A whip thin cat runs out, eyes as big as dinner plates, scared.

What a lovely cat! I say. Because it's a cat. I love all cats the second I view them.

Everyone who lived there turned and said at the same time

DO YOU WANT HER

And that's how we brought home a cat

I miss her

She was the best cat known to humans.