Today Paul got “fixed!” We had to pick him up from a van that was full of other babies who had also gotten fixed. I felt so inadequate standing in a circle of ladies who all had at least seven kitties each, but I am well on my way to becoming a crazy cat lady, too! The best part, besides seeing people’s reactions when they found out their cats were actually girls, was hearing a list of names called like Fluffy Atkinson, Bigfoot Childress, Powderpuff Edwards, and then my little Paul Martin! All the old ladies told me that was a weird name.