Well, don't that beat all.

Lucy is particular about who she perches on. She cares not a whit for women other than me (besides Debra), and her preference runs to young men. She did take up immediately with the retired school principal-housepainter when he visited.

Our neighbor next door is a retired dentist a year or two older than I. He dropped by a few minutes ago. He extended a finger to pet her and she stepped onto it and walked right up his arm to his shoulder and perched there. She seemed content to stay there all day.

Most people in this town consider him a sweet man. Apparently Lucy does, too.