As if I haven’t cried enough tears in the last month, my companion and best friend of 8 years died this past Sunday, my kitty Gretchen. She moved with me from state to state, a total of 7 different addresses. She always sensed when I was down and would comfort me. She was always there for me. We both were always a little sassy… with violent mood swings. She was the cat version of myself.
Thanks God, for kicking me while I’m down.
No, I don’t want to talk about it.