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when meghan
invited us
to reading night at her
house in georgetown, i
wasn't expecting to meet
a kitty as good as Vern.
been a couple of months
since Miso died and it
wasn't until tonight that i
realized just how bad my
CDS (cat deprivation
syndrome) has gotten;
stroking a feline tickled
dormant nerve endings.
we have a Miso shrine
on our coffee table,
complete with her
favorite water glass,
last filled the day she
passed. it's been slowly
evaporating since, and when
it's dry i guess we might start
to begin possibly considering
perhaps tentatively exploring the
potential of entertaining thoughts of
inviting a new buddy into our lives.
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