Wednesday, November 4, 2009

When You're Around

I don't actually have a cat, but some close friends of mine do, and he's sick. He's so proud that he continues to have a sleek, shiny, black coat, even though he is getting skinnier. 

I keep wondering if we can love the cat enough to talk it out of its illness?

I once fell for someone with several chronic injuries. Every time he talked about them I wished I could take away his pain. 

Just like I wish we could talk the cat into being healthy. And I wish I could have coaxed my grandmother out of her illness before she died.

"Food tastes better, trains run on time, even my cat's coat looks shinier when you're around."

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