Twelve years ago this morning, my cat Code did not jump on my shoulder to wake me.
It turned out that she had fallen from the balcony – in spite of the anti-pigeon netting. It was a particularly sucky day for me. I guess August, cats and I are not a good mix.
I’m still missing Debug a lot.
My life is getting to be as normal as a cat-less life can be.Tags: Garstor