Today is a sad day for da humans. My momma's grief is not personal - she wuz a 14 year old high school freshman on 9/11. Her momma told her what had happened and she went and told her swim team. She could write more about what she felt, the disbelief of everyone, the sadness, how everyone just went from one class to the other watching the news all day and crying, how unreal and shocking it all seemed. Bowie's daddy had a fraternity brother die on one of the planes, luckily the peeps he knew from his days at NYU Law getting his LLM were all ok. We know many people were not so fortunate and had friends and family die that day.
If you haven't already read it, you should read CK's account of 9/11. In the midst of COVID, this day harder this year than it has in a while, but we know that for those who lost people, every year, in fact every day, is always hard. And we send them our purrs and luv.
We've been doing our best to provide some headbonks to the peeps today.
And if they happen to provide some chikken liver, well, that is more than ok, right? I mean, everyone knows that good food are important when you performing kitty therapy . . .
At least that's our claim!
