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  • it’s cat time: the dramatic sequel (or, “the sun’ll come out tomorrow”)

    it’s cat time: the dramatic sequel (or, “the sun’ll come out tomorrow”)

    That’s a picture of sweet little orphan Annie about two days after I adopted her.  How about that li’l ragamuffin with the all-knowing owl eyes, like two brand-new polished marbles?  She’s now the floofiest, most spoiled little chonker (at the vet two Saturdays ago, the first thing the doc said was “She’s pudgy,” which hurt…

  • okay: it’s cat time.

    okay: it’s cat time.

    I’ve written about rehab, about ESL (which, truthfully, is going to go on forever), written about my bruised ass, written about the weather. But now, it’s time to write about Vancouver. And cats. Specifically, my cat.  It was exactly ten years ago, 2014 to be sure, and I was living in a ground-floor flat with my then-boyfriend, Charles,…