OPINION – Living with Felix
THE POSTSCRIPT, Carrie Classon
My cat, Felix, is lying at the foot of the bed. I wiggle my toes. Felix puts his teeth around them and I can feel the little points of his incisors. He lets me know he could bite — but he does not. That’s because both Felix and I have learned a lot.
We have had Felix for almost two years. Before we adopted Felix, he lived for two years on the street — at least that is what the vet said. The vet said teeth do not lie, and Felix’s teeth were two years old. My husband, Peter, is convinced that Felix is much younger because he was so small when we adopted him. And it’s true, he became much bigger and more muscular once he started getting regular nutrition. But Felix knew nothing about living in houses or living with people and, to be honest, we knew nothing about living with Felix.


