Our new eldest cat, Magnus having been the oldest at almost twenty-one, has figured out that he’s gone, and that the middle of the bed, between mommy and daddy, is now open. Despite being fairly ill herself, she was in her glory last night. That’s the happiest I’ve seen her maybe ever.

Here’s hoping the antibiotics work, because I don’t think any of us can handle losing such a sweet girl so soon after Magnus.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 493 words, novella: The Mungk

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