To the editor: New to the neighborhood, I was walking my Labrador retriever Sasha by the house next door when I saw a beautiful Siamese cat. Instead of bolting, the cat sat quietly assessing us.
Later, I met the Hardings. I was invited into their backyard for a cold drink. I saw the Siamese lying close by, quietly watching birds on a feeder. Our eyes met, and I swear the cat seemed to say, “Hi, I’m Bob. Welcome to the neighborhood.”