One of the reasons that moving to Montreal was so easy last year was Ebene the cat.  She is chocolate and light brown and likes to sleep on my bed.  Her other activities include, according to the season, outdoor hunting, stalking mice that sneak indoors, and fending off the other house cat, Giroffle. 

At times I have toyed with the idea of asking my roommate if I can buy Ebene from him.  That’s how much I have come to appreciate Ebene’s company.  I’d love to have a cat like that when I eventually find my own apartment.  But I almost immediately reject that idea every time it arises.  Separating a cat from its true owner is not something to take lightly.  And the mere suggesting of it would be a bit vulgar.

So I am going to get my own cat this summer.  My girlfriend would also like to get a cat when she arrives.  Since we will not be living together, it will be fun for me to visit her apartment and bring my cat along.  That way, while we’re having a date, our two cats can also have a date, and they won’t become reclusive and anti-social.  Surely a social life is important for cats, just as it is for us humans.