My badass businesswoman cat Roscoe is 12 today. You might remember her from this very silly piece. I’m not sending the essay below out as a newsletter because I don’t want to bombard people’s inboxes any more than I already have this week but, since there was once a time when it was very unlikely she’d live anywhere near this long, I’ve decided to mark …
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