I had to euthanize my cat, Murdoch, on January 9th. There's really only one other person (my wife) who gets how amazing he was. But trying to explain it would be frustrating to me (because I would fail) and oppressive to others (because it would be the equivalent of subjecting them to a slideshow of a vacation with the added bonus of feeling compelled to listen because it's about a dead cat). So, imma write about it here and then if you want to read it ... well ... that's on you. I won't know either way. Context first. I moved to NY in 2021 to help my sister open a vet clinic. I cashed out my entire life in NC and came up alone, the first time I'd been truly alone in probably three decades. My sister lived down the road, but ... still. It's hard to convey exactly how much of an uprooting it was for me at almost 50 years old. We opened the clinic in early 2022. Up until this point, while I'd always liked cats, I defi...