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Nito

Just a cat.

Nito, my cat, died last week. On Tuesday, I found myself alone in an exam room with his limp, sick body in the crook of my arm and his head under my chin and I spread out a beach towel on the metal table, so he wouldn’t be cold when he died. It’s funny, how […]

In which I become that cat lady.

So, like literally six days after my life fell apart, I decided to get a cat. I think you will agree that there is never a better time to make such a decision than when you are romantically heartbroken, with an utterly uncertain future and nowhere to live. This is truly the ideal time for […]