by Roger Daubach
She just isn't the same since her sister died. Now she loafs and lumbers, often times not paying attention to what's going on around her. She was never this lazy before. Or heavy. Her spark has been seriously dimmed. I want to help her, to lead her to happier times, but what words can I say that will successfully console a cat who's in a state of mourning?
Roger Daubach, author of No Backsies, lives in Brooklyn, poops in Idaho, and shares his stories and poems online. For the longest time he was fueled by Zebra-like instincts and week-old marshmallows, but he thinks he might have finally found his muse.