This Side of the Pond
Notes from and Uprooted Englishwoman
January 16, 2020
My cat hasn’t starred in this column as much as our other animals because, for the most part, she and her humans co-exist through a mutual pact to respect one another’s privacy. This is an effective policy until her paws feel chilly and the only solution – in her opinion – is to sit on my feet until I get pins and needles.
Over the last couple of weeks, however, she has been teaching me a valuable lesson about problem solving. My life has been a live action version of the old riddle about getting a bag of grain, a goat and a wolf across a river without losing one of them to someone...