When I first got him I named him Viva, after a friend of a friend who was the bartender at Arturo’s on Thompson and Houston in the city.  He was only a few weeks old when I adopted him from the daughter of the other bartender at Arturo’s.  He was small and black and skittish and Chester, the big cat, ate his food. When Jon came onto the scene only a few months after Viva arrived, he took him under {Read More}