42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

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I thought I had more time.
Yesterday, Stinky started peeing in random places, in little tiny pink pools. Blood. She looked terrible, too, though thankfully I could still get her to eat.
It was time. 17 mostly good years. Years of fighting over bed space, the pillow, over not scratching my scalp as she purred loudly into [...]

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