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Feline Nursing and Realizing I’m a Helicopter Parent

There was actually a beautiful symmetry to it.

In the first year after bringing my cat, Clifford, home from the shelter, I had a pretty substantial knee surgery, one that would leave me in a significant amount of pain and relegated to my couch for four days.  I learned in those days how supportive [read : unhealthily attached] Cliff was going to be – twice a day, he would efficiently combine his trips to his food dish, water bowl, and litter box in one loop, and then promptly jump back up next to me on the couch.  No looking out the window, no sleeping elsewhere – he was at my side 23.9 hours a day.

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Notes from Cleaning Day

Now that I’ve been back home for a week or so, the state of cleanliness in the house was becoming a major irritant.  Since a maid is no longer in the budget (although I have to admit – unemployed with a maid would be an epic pimp move), I had to accept the fact that I was going to give up the better part of a day doing housecleaning.  Several things caught my attention and/or ire :

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