Winter CatCamp

If Air Canada cooperates, I’ll move back home tonight, after spending the last 11 nights up the street, caring for my mother, and the resident cats, as my brother Mike and his partner Karen have been away on vacation.

This has gifted us a lot of time with Mom, and a lot of time with cats. I’m allergic to cats (but not to my mother); Claratin has done a halfway decent job of keeping my allergies at bay. 

Also, cats are, I have to admit, occasionally adorable.

A golden young cat peers at the camera from its position laying on top of a cupboard.

CatCamp is halfway between regular everyday life and suspended animation, and I will be happy to sleep in my own bed tonight.

Peter Rukavina

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