I began as a dog-lover. My first dog was Ogram, whose name was my name backwards. Ogie died when I was in college, and when I got my first car a few years later, I opted to get a vanity plate with OGRAM on it, after all, New Hampshire has the highest per capita use of vanity plates in the country. But when I started living on my own in apartments, a dog was out of the question, and the cat who llived in the apartment next door had a litter of kittens. I'm not sure what possessed me, but the little black-and-white buy who crawled up on my shoulders and I just hit it off, and I've been hookedd on cats ever since. (But now that I have a house with a back yard, I do have a dog these days, too!)