Call & Response

The Call: Chips & Queso — Jessica

Queso is always a creature comfort but even more so on a wet, snowy day. We are thoroughly enjoying our “snowquester” today in the metro D.C. area.

Response: Small Creature — Cheryl

Before Dennis and I got married, Dennis got a cat: a black cat named Moses. One of his co-workers had rescued it from “strayness” and Dennis agreed to adopt it. A couple of years later, shortly before Dennis and I got married, he moved into the apartment we would share for the first five months or so of our marriage, and it had a no-pets policy. So, Moses moved in with my sister and me (and the dogs and cats at our house), and my sister kept him when I moved out. A little more than a year later, though, my sister called one Sunday morning to say that she had just found Moses dead in the gutter.

I was never a cat lover, but Moses was something special. Therefore, I didn’t hesitate to purchase a picture book written by James Herriot called Moses the Kitten. I still have it, and I read it to the kids just the other day. Jack, who really likes cats, really liked the story.