Over the last fifteen years, while wildfires have ravaged forests around me, while our soldiers have marched off to war, while the beloved have departed and left me in silence—throughout all of this—the single constant has been my housecat.
My cat, Splash, is messy, mostly
ignores me, and is a poor financial investment. But, every so often, he jumps up on the sofa
and curls up alongside me, purring. I
then nest my hand in his soft coat. Upon
this we have based a satisfying life together.
—Mitchell Hegman
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