14 years ago today, a matted, oily white kitty meowed at the window of our first floor apartment. My future husband let him in, and we became the proud people of an amazing cat. We tried out and discarded several names, and our new friend became known as the Itty Bitty Kitty, or Itty Bitty for short. We took him in to the vet, who estimated his age at two years. We count July 8 as his birthday and anniversary. IBK loves olives, turns his nose up at tuna fish, and likes nothing better than to keep us company in our backyard. Many happy returns, old friend.
