It’s Going to be One of “Those Years”

On Monday, Simba, a cat we’d had for close to twelve years had to be put down. We sort of knew it was coming, but he’d pretty much claimed my daughter as his human and she’s taking it especially hard as he came into our lives when I was only three months pregnant. For those not in the know, he was found as a kitten in a box dumped on the side of the road, along with his mother and brother (both of which are still hale and hearty). He’d always been a tough little bugger, forcing me to risk sliding down a steep bank just to catch him, but there are some fights you just can’t win…

Suffice to say, writing is not something that’s been on my mind lately.