Cat
I’ve been dreaming of retiring early, selling all my shit, and slow-traveling S.E. Asia. We're close. Plans have been made; the pieces are coming together.
But now there's Mei, our little Bombay void. She was VIP at the shelter, a cat nobody wanted. And now we’re all obsessively in love with her.
Considering the strict quarantine protocols and the stress of constantly moving between countries, dragging her along would be unreasonable and cruel. It looks like I’m going to stay in the U.S. because of a cat.
I can't make this shit up.