"A month after I adopted Osci, my best friend died. It was sudden and unexplained. After getting the call, I staggered to a friend's house and sat in her garden to observe social distancing. Back home, Osci was waiting. I scooped him up and sobbed into his ruff. He didn’t leave my side in the coming weeks. As I lay unmoving on the sofa, he would sleep on my chest with a paw resting on my face. His purr was the only thing that calmed my nervous system enough for me to sleep."
"When I realised he had gone, it felt like something snapped inside my brain. I pounded the streets, knocked on doors, posted all over social media. I could not fathom how to get through this without my de facto therapy cat. Thankfully, 36 hours later, I got a call from someone a few streets away who had seen my post."
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