For several years, I resisted getting a cat. As I approached the ripe old age of fifty, I feared becoming that person–and the memories of Rex, the golden-hearted cat, still filled me with sadness. His death was suspicious, and like the death of my beloved Pyewacket when I was ten years old, it is not […]
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