Little David and the Kitten

The XVI  USSR Championship

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I thought there would be a real kitten in this story.  You fooled me, I am disappoint.  I love cats.  On one occasion years ago when I was playing chess against a visitor while seated on my living room floor, my last cat dashed right over the board (all 32 pieces still on it) without knocking over a single one!  My current cat (adopted as a kitten four years ago this Sunday) likes to hop up on my desk and lie down next to my computer, blocking the cooling vent with her fur.   

I, too, was looking for a real kitten. Perhaps, Alekhine's cat. 

Or Schroedinger's. That would be a draw, I guess.

Neither a win nor a loss for either side.

Maybe whipkitten will turn up.  Hmmm where is she these days?