For Caturday, we celebrate with the second Lucy to appear in the series ( although I later learned that the first, who lives on Georgia Street, is spelled with an “i”, not “y”). My wife and I met her near-namesake on Florida, between Meade and Mission, last night. The 9-year-old beauty has a stub tail and sweet demeanor. You can’t not like her.
Lucy adopted her eventual caretaker, when the woman worked for a consignment shop. The stray came around and grew friendlier until she was transplanted from North Park business to University Heights residence—where she stayed without fuss. Lucy sticks pretty close to home, which isn’t surprising for a matronly kitty who chose her owner.