When I first adopted Lucas nine years ago from a cat rescue organization in Washington, D.C., his name was Puck. Then, almost four years ago, my husband and I had a child. Lucas, no longer the most important small creature in the apartment, retreated to the top shelf of his cat tree, where he would lie all day, staring morosely over the edge.
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