I miss this cat, even if they were only in my life for a short time. I'm sure they're still alive! Just . . . Sometimes, like people, a wonderful animal is only in your life for a short time and that's okay.
So it's the summer of 2019. The season in which I left a job that sunk me to my lowest point in almost a decade, was working somewhere that paid less than my bills for a sham company and on top of that I had recently attempted to come out as trans to my ex-wife in an admittedly meek manner, an attempt that ended in failure. I wasn't doing so hot.
I had a part time backshift gig in downtown Halifax, Nova Scotia. Nothing worth talking about other than a memory I'll always have with me. I would go and sit outside to get some air and collect my thoughts away from everyone and everything. But then I met my friend.
You know how some cats become like neighbourhood cats? The cat that everyone in the area knows? Turns out this street had one. I was feeling particularly low one night and this beautiful, beautiful creature came over to spend some time with me. They rolled around, meowed, let me pet them for a good ten minutes and even posed for some pictures.
Over the next few weekends I would go visit my cat friend on my breaks. It was something I looked forward to dearly and without fail they would always come by for at least a couple minutes before moving on to the next person or adventure. That cat got me through a rough summer.
I think about you a lot, I hope you're well. <3