Someone asked if everyone’s tortoiseshell cats were also gluttonous heathens
I replied that I was convinced Mila lived till 19.5 years because she wasn’t done eating. She loved everything. Arugula. Spinach. All proteins. Potato. She would fight you for bread, get her head stuck in a yogurt container if she could. I miss her face.
On the day we said goodbye to her, she ate nonstop all day until it was time to go.

