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ON THE DEATH OF A CAT

from today’s new yorker ON THE DEATH OF A CAT In life, death was nothing to you: I am willing to wager my soul that it simply never occurred to your nightmareless mind, while sleep was everything (see it raised … Continue reading

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spike’s highlife

spike’s highlife if i had to guess what spike’s heaven will be like, i would imagine it would be somewhat similar to these last days. a constant supply high-fat wet catfood served in giant heaps, topped with an icing of … Continue reading

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spike’s not eating

spike greeted me at the door of otivo tonight with the same squeaky cranky welcome, but leanne says he hasn’t been eating at all today. that’s not good.

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