The only reason that keeps Maggie and me glued to our house is Kingini. When we travel, we make sure that we return home the same day, even if it is a little late in the night as it may happen sometimes. “Kingini will be hungry.” Kingini governs us, so to say. She has never had any doubt about her position in our household. She is not a pet; she is the owner. Maggie and I are her staff. Every morning, long before the sun has even begun to consider getting out of bed, Kingi...