When she was a kitten, she chased crinkle balls and elusive red dots from dawn to dusk, never once pondering the purpose of doing so.

When she was a kitten, she raced to the door to greet her humans, thrilled to have them home, but troubled that their trip to the store took twenty whole minutes.

When she was a kitten, she hunted mayflies and hid among the marigolds, always in tune with — and in awe of — nature’s essence.

But now she’s older.

And jaded

And less naive.

Oh, and last month she was introduced to the concept of binge watching. That was the real game changer.