I sometimes sit two little cats in Providence called Port and Starboard. As you can guess, their family gave them nautical names because they enjoy sailing. I know nothing about sailing myself. The closest I get to sailing is facing a torrential rainstorm and the local streets becoming so flooded I can't drive without floating away. That's what I get for not buying a taller car.
Port and Starboard were adopted from a shelter on the same day. When I first sat them, they were only about eight weeks old, and the cutest things on the face of the earth. Unfortunately, I didn't have a working camera at the time, so I have no pictures of their tiny kittenhood. There's nothing cuter than a kitten.