My first cat.

Asa Gray Tucker

I have always been a dog person. Maybe I was born that way. Maybe it’s the stories my grandfather had told me — it was pretty much the same story he would tell, where the dog always caught the spy trying to get into the country, or the dog always caught the saboteur trying to blow up a factory — dog as hero to “The Motherland.” When I was very little, people would ask me if I wanted a brother or a sister. I would always…