"Behold, William, the Mighty Arcadia Barn Cat.
Born and raised at Mount Vernon, William joined the Arcadia staff this
spring and has absolutely failed at killing anything worthwhile.
William, it turns out, is a lover. Folks who have visited
the farm have taken classes with him sitting on the bench next to them.
He runs up the brick path in the middle of the farm and leaps into your
arms when you arrive. He has a weird meow.
For the winter, he has been ordered to guard the homestead of a
brave Army officer on the grounds of
Fort Belvoir"
William himself also wrote to say:
"I shall miss the volunteers,
groundhogs, and mice whom I befriended during my assignment at Arcadia,
but the blow of separation is lessened by the fact that the family under
my care is in desperate need of a fluffy kitty with extremely large
paws who prefers cuddles to doing violence. On this front I shall not
disappoint.
I am doubly pleased that my duties keep me on Mr.
Washington’s original property. I do not like to stray too far from my
birthplace, Mount Vernon.
I am told I had a benefactor cover the doctor bill, and that she is a
great admirer. I blush. Kat, I thank you and look forward to renewing
our acquaintance when I resume my former duties.
My post
continues to surprise me with ever more sybaritic pleasures. There is
this thing they call 'sofa' that envelopes me in lavish warmth. I must
be careful around it as its temptations threaten to dull my wits. My
duties require me to be ever sharp, so I am exercising a wholesome
discipline and rise from it several times a day.
Salutations,
Willam the Barn Cat"



