4 cats, 3 dogs, 2 humans
I was chatting with a middle school friend of mine this morning and I summarized my life with the phrase, "4 cats, 3 dogs, and 2 humans," because that's really where I spend my time since my dad had back surgery in Dec. 2024. I love my petpalozza, and wouldn't change them for anything - except maybe the occasional fluid leak and bark festival. I've toyed with the idea of writing about these furry friends before, but I was hung up on the idea that I needed to purge myself emotionally by writing to my mom and my sister before I attempted this. With my usual efficency, I have combined my tasks. So, first, I'll explain the letter to my mom and my sister. I listened to a book (that's what I do these days rather than read. I used to do it because it was hard to see, but now I do it because I can listen to a book and do other things at the same time.) The book was by Tommy Orange and one of the characters looses his brother and sudde...