“It’s early, early morning, but I see the light. I am Uncle, and I walk and I walk and then I sit down and then I think. I am not Uncle Somebody, not Uncle Sam nor Uncle Wiggly nor even Uncle Jack. I am Uncle Everybody. Everyman. A symbol of our times. A good man and a good cat and also a goodoleboy. At first, you’ll say, ‘Ah, he is black,’ but I am not. I am the darkest chocolate with the softest fur.”

“I am kind and gentle and self-possessed. Also unprepossessing. I am profound and thoughtful. I walk and I walk and then I sit down. Then I study mops. I like mops. I like buckets. Also washers and dryers. And people! I am Uncle. And I think. I’m not a child. I know myself. I know my mind. I will be your gentle and loyal friend. Will you be Uncle’s friend? Gentle and loyal?”

“ Yes, I have the softest fur – very light, rather fluffy. Short but fluffy. Notice my face. I am profound. There is much knowledge and mastery in these eyes. Uncle is an extraordinary cat. Not just one more guy with four legs and a tail. I say, and I am not embarrassed, that there is just something special about me. Come be my nephew, my niece, Uncle’s full fine forever family.”

“I am going back to the laundry room. Would you like to come with me? We can go behind the barrel and under the shelf where no one will see us, but we will see everything. Come with me. Bring your $120 with you. Maybe we will see an adoption person. Just hand your money to the adopter and say, ‘I think I’ll take my Uncle home now.’”