Wesley "Wes" Erickson moved into a Florida retirement home at the age of fifty-six. He brought with him his cat, Genji. He was greeted by Nate Calvino and another cat, Gramps. Nate had been there twenty-two years, and couldn't remember Gramps being young or when he lost his leg. A week after his arrival, Wes observed Gramps and Genji directing an army of thirty or forty more cats in a fight against an earlier version of Gramps, in which the earlier Gramps lost his leg.
After twenty-two years in the home, Wes greeted a new arrival who was interested in Gramps. Wes felt like his memory was going, since he couldn't remember any time when Gramps was young. (PROSE: Gramps)