This was written on a report about me in 2007 from Johns Hopkins. Cranberry artificial tears. They must have forgotten the comma amidst the hustle and bustle of printing out recommended medications. A lot of things are on the table today: a registered letter in transit addressed to my past, a box of cards in the mail headed towards the future and the coming introduction of a new baby into the household. They say animals have a way of healing the human soul and I cannot wait to make a new best friend.
In loving memory of Minou, kitten extraordinaire, New York 2006
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