Meet Maggie, the accidental adventurer turned cat crusader whose journey from Woodinville to the wilds of Anchorage and beyond reads like a plot twist in a sitcom. Armed with a business degree and a questionable sense of direction, she stumbled into the animal kingdom via a detour through a primate sanctuary in the Dominican Republic—because who needs a career plan when you can have close encounters with mischievous monkeys?
Now back in the comfort of her Woodinville roots (and probably relieved to be out of arm’s reach of any monkeys with a penchant for mischief), Maggie’s passion for animal care has blossomed like a catnip-infused garden. While she’s traded in primates for purring pals, her tiny sociopathic cat, Stormy, ensures that life remains anything but ordinary (and the furniture remains in constant peril).
When she’s not busy corralling cats or dodging Stormy’s attempts at world domination, you’ll find Maggie gallivanting through Washington’s great outdoors, whether it’s horseback riding, hiking, or paddleboarding (with Stormy presumably plotting ways to sabotage her adventures from the comfort of her window perch). And with a fervor only matched by Stormy’s disdain for cardboard boxes, Maggie is on a mission to spread the word about the wonders of cat-only clinics to every feline fanatic in the Pacific Northwest. Because who needs a dog when you can have a cat that thinks it’s a supervillain?