Tag: cat
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December 15, 2020
Earlier this year, I walked past a brick wall and saw a face peering out at me. Somebody had put a toy lizard in a little nook in the wall. It felt like such a gift to find him. I looked for the lizard on subsequent walks—there, still there, there again (although it was his…
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August 9, 2012
Here is my mother, Betty, in 1960. The dog in the passenger seat is Una. The cat beside the car is Abigail. By the time I came along, both Abigail and Una were gone. But I heard stories: how fiercely the cat had guarded my brother in his playpen, how the dog had loved to…