Since we're traveling today, we had to leave our cat at the cat boarding place yesterday. Home a whole day without her there was a bit disconcerting, even though she'd probably have been tucked away sleeping most of that time anyway. There's something about having an animal in the house that makes it feel more fully inhabited. Maybe because, except for a few semesters of school, I've always lived with cat(s) and/or dog(s). Or maybe because when the cat's not there, I really am just talking to myself, not pretending to be carrying on a one-sided conversation with her.

 

Without the cat,

alone

in my own house.

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