This week I’m grateful for history. 17 years of history to be exact. As I stare down the barrel of having to put Morgan down on Monday I’m trying to look beyond the wall of grief to 17 years of time. When she was a kitten and used to snuggle up next to [...]
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When Riley was born I was continually worried that Morgan (the cat) would smother her. It didn’t help that Morgan likes to sleep on or near peoples heads. She’s weird like that. It was very helpful then, that when Riley was a newborn blob, Morgan failed to identify her as an actual person. Although she [...]
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