It was a dark and stormy day in August of '93, when Chaos appeared.
Huddled on the fire escape, crying in the storm, was this scrawny kitten with a broken tail.
Although he was quite friendly, he pitched a fit when I picked him up. So, I let him decide...
I opened the door & invited him in. He followed me like a puppy, down the hallway to my apartment
& has been here ever since.
