In Kat We Trust

Tonight I arrived home from Thanksgiving travels, I-80 and post-industrial Jersey-scape and taillights, taillights and tunnel traffic and re-routing and subway clutching possessions and bus and walk and liquor store for wine-buying and four flights of stairs and opening the door to put my bags down and bending to greet our dear three-legged friend and I smiled and mentally thanked our latest cat-sitter– Kat. (You’d think it would be confusing and you would be correct.)

She took this photo!

 

Stolen without permission.

 

Olive seems to be happy with our latest choice.

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About bearicaquinn

Smallish, smushy in the sad parts, certainly destined for cat-lady-dom. Enjoys boats, bikes, black coffee, pug faces, sourdough bread, the morning when you have slept long enough, beards, mountainsides, art, rooftops, etc. Will continue to live in things that are interestingly shaped. So octopus.
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