I was on my way to pick up my cat Stevie Nicks from the Pet Memorial location which happened to be a 10 minute bike ride from my apartment in SE. I rode down a dead end street overlooking 1-5 — presumably you don’t come down this way unless you’re picking up a dead pet. A pair of redheads arrived at the same time as I did; a little girl and her Dad. I …
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