My cat is 18 years old. He reminds me of a well-loved stuffed animal that’s been dragged around by its tail for an entire childhood. His hair’s all crappy, a couple of his teeth have gone missing, he’s gray, boney, confused, crabby and his breath….it’s the breath of a thousand dumpsters rotting in the sun, able to stop conversations in… Read More ▶
BOOKS BY JEN SINCERO
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