Just spent
my last time with TLC.
He rubbed my
hand and then I picked him up. On my
lap, he curled up and slept for a bit.
His chin and one of his paws resting on my hand. Purring like he had just found his place in
the world.
Had to leave
his room for the night or I would never leave.
Didn’t feel
like going home.
Don’t really
feel like staying around the library.
Nowhere else
to go, so I figured I would escape into the numbness of the internet for a bit.
He is old
and, even though I would deny it to the ends of the earth, it is time.
Tomorrow morning
at 9 o’clock there will be one less library cat in the world and that library
will be quieter and lonelier for a while.
Safe journey, old friend...
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