As chaplain in a university residence hall, I am supposed to uphold all of the school rules, which include a ban on pets.
That changed when a kitten adopted me.
The freshmen in my dorm kept my secret.
They covered for me by calling my kitten “the Book,” since I had so many in my room.
One morning I was leaving the dorm with the kitten in a carrier.
A student stopped me and asked, “Where are you taking the Book?”
I explained that I was taking the kitten to the vet.
“She’s getting neutered today,” I told him.
“Hmmm,” the student responded, “no sequels.”
