Lucy at Nevada Beach, Lake Tahoe

“We need to talk.

“It’s about the cat. She’s been here for a week. Do you know how long that is in dog years? . . . Neither do I. I can’t properly do my morning stretches without her jumping on me. Fluffy has no clue how to do a downward-facing dog. She curls up with me on the couch for naps. And she’s snoring before I can nod off.

“And what was that awful white stuff I drank this morning? She’s been stealing my…