…Is like having a cat euthanized. I don’t know any other way to put it.
I was driving this morning in my fairly new car and I saw my old car in front of me. Of course it was not my actual car, MY Honda, but I was flooded with a wave of nostalgia and happy trees. I am very thankful for my fairly new Dodge Stratus and have no regrets over losing the other car.
But I have also lost a cat to the big industrialized sleep and am sad to say that after that I have not since gotten over her passing. Of course this only happens when I see other cute little cats, with their eyes all wide….
Then I remember the rusty doors—I mean litterbox. And the scratching of furniture (dents in the side) instead of their ergonomically designed catnip furnished post.
So a toast to expansion and propely working windows and locks.