Here is Roger, a multi-dimensional, assymetric cat. He measures his dimensions in terms of his desires, go outside now, come inside now, where's my dinner? I say assymetric not simply because of his appearance, also because he is astonished, at times, that dinner is not in his bowl and yet he will sit at the window staring at me until I come and open the door, not in the least astonished that I might not notice him for a while (so you see, not all dimensions of desire are alike). I am considering devoting an entire week to Roger and his many dimensions.

Some other determinants - Is it raining? Are there raccoons under the deck? Is Morwenna home? Am I sitting in the middle of the dining room table? He never looks behind him, never strives for the impossible (except for entertainment). He is the initial value and the increment, the sequence that knows no end (a little nod to Christopher Smart and Jeofry).