Last summer, EVU served as hosts to a small family of young cats that roamed the local area adjacent to the Los Angeles River. As the summer waned, four of the six cats disappeared, never to be seen again. All that remained were a brother and sister, two nervous calicos who ran the second a human was near.
One day, the brother was missing. Disconsolate and forlorn, the one remaining cat sat at the Center's front door and meowed. For hours.
Eventually, the cat entered the Center. Since then, she has become used to us humans and our odd ways. She now lives here, serving the dual roles of therapy cat and facility resource, eliciting smiles whenever she greets a visitor.
And her name? It came to us on a road trip through Spokane, Washington. While visiting Gonzaga University, we saw this message on a fast food restaurant marquee: "Tacocat spelled backwards is Tacocat." Palindromes of the world, unite!