Our mission was at odds with the beauty of the day, but I was glad she got to say goodbye to the world like this: so verdant and fragrant and alive. I wanted her to take it with her, wherever she might go.
As we walked, I told her the story of her life. How I had lobbied hard for a cat until my husband relented though he had conditions: it must be a ginger boy cat, named after his favourite footballer.
I used to joke that in our divorce settlement he got the house and I got the cat, but this was pretty much true. I still think I got the better deal.
Over the following years, Dollface and I lived together happily in five different apartments, from London to Kent and back again. There was a lot of upheaval in that time.
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