A cat’s understanding of social distancing is entirely innate: our cat approaches and disposes of the people with whom he shares a space in lordly fashion, keeping his distance until he intuits by whisker’s touch that it’s time to wrap his tail around your leg or sprawl on the dining room table in reach of the arms of the sun. We are all indoor cats now. Like our cat I can sit by a window for hours watching the world go by, except it has nowhere to go; I’d as lief pray with Kit Smart as I would anyone else.