We had to put our cat down last night. I was never much of a cat person, but Cactus was awesome. I think he thought he was a dog. I even caught him cleaning our old pitbull one day. His loss has hit my youngest pretty hard. They were buddies. She’d cry for him every time we’d go on vacation or camping wishing that we could bring him with us.
He’s only the second pet I’ve had to bury. I was able to keep it together pretty well right up until I returned his body back the Earth. I guess it’s the finality of it. Woke up this morning the the news about Anthony Bordain. That hit me pretty hard. Never met the guy, but based on his writings and shows, I always felt we had a lot in common. We get one shot as this thing, guys and gals, let’s make it count.
In order to bring my spirits up tonight I plan on cooking peasant food while listening to punk rock with my girls. Any suggestions on what to cook? I don’t need any help with the music.