Published July 03, 2011, 12:00 AM
Swift: Cat goes on an epic ad-vent-ure
I was sitting at Perkins with my friend “Thelma,” gazing out the window at a downpour so heavy that we agreed to wait it out. Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I held it up to read the following text from my husband, Irwin, at home: “OMG. Cat in vent.”

