There is always a brief frisson when you step into a new shoe. The foam awaits your footprint. You will be this sole’s first mate. There are no pebbles in the treads. But let’s be honest with each other, as honest as a cat. There is no match for a holey old friend.
Cats excel at entitlement. Cats excel at love. In other words: the sun has not set on Valentine’s Day at Tabby’s Place.
So here we stand, at the end and the beginning. Cats know that there are only ever beginnings. Cats know many things beyond our reach. But they are gentle, and permit us to believe in figments — endings, the concept of “age appropriate,” the existence of credible vegan cheese — as long as necessary. Perhaps […]