Epilogues: June 2025
It’s summer. Kittens smaller than mozzarella sticks are melting our hearts. Cats of all sizes are processing the trauma of seeing humans in shorts. And the humid, hairy, heartbreaking world is stripping us all down to honesty.
It’s summer. Kittens smaller than mozzarella sticks are melting our hearts. Cats of all sizes are processing the trauma of seeing humans in shorts. And the humid, hairy, heartbreaking world is stripping us all down to honesty.
Have you ever stopped to think about the fact that you have a name? Have you ever fully appreciated that you do not share your name with lunch meat?