The first order of business after I roll out of bed in the morning is to brew a pot of strong green tea. The very next thing: feed the cats. As I peel the lid off a can of Friskies, Odie rubs my ankles then jumps from floor to counter in one effortless leap....
The story of how Saffron ran away is long and tragic, but here’s the short version: Once upon a time he lived in a spacious townhouse in the suburbs with a back patio, a high fence where he could sit and survey his kingdom, and a huge hill behind the townhouse which...