Against the advice of most grief and pet experts, I adopted a new kitty. His name is Xander. I fell for him after I saw a picture of him that featured his oversized paws and long outstretched arms … his Lenny-like qualities.

Was I trying to replace my Lenny boy?

I remember when I first found Lenny, I worried that I would never love him as much as my other cat, Sophie. But, my mama assured me that love makes more of itself. And she was right.

I’m trusting that still holds true.