Getting Back to Groucho
As I begin this section, Groucho has been living indoors for five months; not bad for a cat who lived outdoors for 11 years—nine of them spent in my yard; I have spoken about this cat before, but to recap: She entered the house on February 18, 2021, and I thought she would just stay for long enough to warm up. Wrong. Groucho knew when the time was right for her to become a house cat. For the first three months that she lived indoors, she lived upstairs in my sister's apartment. The last two months have been spent in the first floor apartment with me. She loves the closet that holds my bathroom's drop-in sink—the closet shares a common wall with the bathroom. Because the closet is small and is the epitome of ugliness—old cracked and pitted plaster walls—my father long ago decided to sacrifice the closet to save some floor space in the bathroom, which is also fairly small. The bedroom, which is now mine, has two closets, and my father felt the wisest course of action was to save...