Today I met my charming and talented friend,
Joanna Hunt, for coffee (except neither of us actually drink coffee) and was telling her about a cat I used to know. When I was a student at the University of Minnesota, I worked on the barn crew at the Large Animal Hospital. My duties included cleaning stalls, milking cows, and visiting with the barn cats. Festus was a portly grey and white cat who loved to lounge at the end of the small ruminant aisle. It wasn't until I sat down beside him one day that I realized that the concrete he loved to stretch out on was right above some hot water pipes. He had found the coziest spot in the whole hospital. He was such a sweet little fella, I miss him.
