Puff and the Cats at Home

My mother invited four kittens into the house. Their mother was not amused. Neither was my father, but the cats won. I was delighted.

My first cat was Puff, who initially lived in a Puffs tissue box. His threee litter mates lived with us, too, and other cats (realizing that they could obtain food) called the house home. Some lived inside. Some stayed in the back room. Some lived outside in a house my father built. Yes, a cat house.

Puff was my friend through high school.

At one time I counted around 40 cats living in and around the house.

Looking out the kitchen window.

During the time I was at (the) Ohio State University, I encountered a cat in an alley. Of course I took it home for my mother.

It grew up to be a beautiful cat.