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I am so so sorry.

Lucy kitty was lucky to have you to help her, and you are so brave for doing the right thing for the poor kitty.

This. So very much.

{{smonster}} What JZ said. You were the right person for her to be with in her last days.

So sorry, smonster.

Very sorry for your loss, smonster.

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It's so hard for us long-lived humans, but you gave her the best life she could've asked for at the end of her time.

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Oh, {{{smonster}}}. She was lucky to have you in her life.

I just went to Trader Joe's. I walked there and took a cab back, as usual. It's a week after the snow stopped falling, and there are still several buildings on the way that haven't shoveled.

But that isn't the most irritating part of the trip. The cab on the way home stopped to pick me up where I could get in on the driver's side. I knew I'd need to get out on the passenger side when I got out, and with grocery bags to deal with, it's easier climb over to the passenger side when I get in than when I get out. So I did that. The driver asked, "Did you get water on the seat?" I looked, and I didn't see any, so I said no. When he dropped me off, he got out of the cab and opened the back seat door and took out my bags. I thought that it was nice that he was helping me with my bags -- I had just given him a 20% tip -- but no. He was checking the seat for water. There were a few drops of water that had come off my shoes when I got in.

He said, "Look! This is what I told you! You messed up my seat!" I reached over and wiped up the water with my hat -- the hat's about ten years old and I really don't care if it gets a little bit of street water in it. Then I got out of the cab, and he kept out shouting after me, "Look! You messed up my seat! I tell you over and over again, this is what I tell you, and you still messed up my seat!"

Dude. 1. It was a few drops of water, which is kind of to be expected during winter. 2. The seat was vinyl. 3. I wiped it up. 4. I had already given him a 20% tip. The hell?

Jeebus, Hil. That's ridiculous. I would call the cab company.

I didn't think to look to see which cab company it was until after he'd driven away. He kept on shouting at me the entire way from the cab until I was inside my building.