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Inspired by Kittens.

I think I might have failed a catsitting interview this past weekend, in what might be the lowest of new lows.

How does one fail a catsitting interview? On the other hand, how does one ace a catsitting interview?

illustration © marc johns

Either way, I’ve missed being around them (cats) a whole lot. You might know that I am the owner of five imaginary kittens:

  1. Poutine (the original)
  2. Mirepoix (her sister)
  3. Chamomile (sweet darling, little apple chamai, on the ground)
  4. Stroganoff (you know, you’d better not mess with Stroganoff)
  5. Mushroom Pizza (bless her heart, she just can’t help it)

Nothing really like curling up with a good book and an imaginary kitten, you know?

But until they become real, I will content myself with Anabela’s gorgeous printed calendar, which, really, have you ever seen anything more beautiful? I’m excited for the new year for all sorts of reasons.

photo © Anabela Carneiro

Next year in Jerusalem, kittens.