Okay, so a while back I was on the phone with my best friend, and she started telling me about the cat she had recently acquired. Being the sentimental fool that I am, and missing my own pets back in Oregon terribly, I went to Craigslist and started perusing the local "pets" section. Big mistake. Obviously.

If you ever want to lose faith in humanity, you don't really need to look as far as genocide, abysmal health care or poverty. Just take a look in your local animal shelter....

*A note before I get to the meat of this entry. There have been so, so many changes that have taken place since Allan's death in November, 2005. I will post about my life since then, soon. I have kept online friends out of the loop, in part because even though it may appear to outsiders that my life has moved forward, it doesn't feel like it, to me. I am stuck in 2005. I think about it constantly, as though I were still living in it, and could change any of the events that happened at the end of...