A "good" Family, It Seems, Is One

It Has Long Been A Theory Of Mine And I Am Known, If I Do Say So, For My Long Theories That Authors, Generally Speaking, Are Rotten Letter Writers.

You Can't Make The Duchess Of Windsor Into Rebecca Of Sunnybrook Farm. The Facts Of Life Are Very Stubborn Things.

Cats Have Enormous Patience With The Limitations Of The Human Mind. They Realize...that We Have An Infuriating Inability To Understand, Let Alone Follow, Even The Simplest And Most Explicit Of Directions.

A "good" Family, It Seems, Is One That Used To Be Better.

There Are Only Two Ways Out For Animals At Pounds--being Adopted Or Being Killed. And Cats Have Such A Low Rate Of Adoption That Many Pounds, Even In Some Larger Cities, Don't Bother To Take Them In At All. Not For Nothing Is It Always The "dog Pound" And Never The "cat Pound.