Catman, Covid, and the Coath*
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9 min readJul 22, 2022
Like a cat, my husband was born with nine lives. He is lucky that way. Unlike a cat, he has already burned off way more than nine. He is unbelievably lucky. I can’t figure out why the celestial cat-life counters haven’t caught up with him.
Not too long ago, they did, or so it seemed. The land phone rang at 9 am on a Saturday morning. The only calls we receive on a landline are from government officials and…
