Finn at the Marquette Harbor Painting

Finn has always been a wanderer, the kind of cat who skips stones and collects stories. He left his cozy lakeside cottage that morning with a peanut butter sandwich and no particular plan, ending up here on the rocky shore near Marquette Harbor.

The red lighthouse catches the last bit of sun as he takes aim, sending another smooth stone dancing across the waves. He grins to himself, thinking that maybe this evening he’ll head into town for ice cream. For now, though, the world feels still and bright, and Finn’s happy right where he is.