One thing you must understand about me: animals mean more to me than anything. And I have an especially soft spot for my little girl, General Tso. Gen is sweet, and a bit shy, making it hard for her to come out of her shell when the dogs take up so much oxygen in a room. So, I have found the perfect solution: once a week I’ll be taking her to my office with me. Just us to sit - me at the desk, her moving between the windowsill and tucked under a chair. I usually play some Italian or French radio when I work on Sundays, but her purring, muffled by the blanket she dozed on, sounded much better than anything RFI was broadcasting