Anodyne
Thursday, May 23, 2019
 

The following exchange, two years ago, in an intensive-care ward at VGH with a friend very close to death, midway through a 20-minute visit:

G [out of nowhere, surprised]: Who's that cat you brought in?

CJB: Cat?

G: That little grey...girl cat.  [Points at the end of his bed].  I can see you.  Yeah. I see you winking at me.  [to me] She came in with you!  They don't allow...cats in here.

CJB [very weirded out]: G., is the cat you see a kitten?

G: Looks like it, yeah.  [long pause]  But she's old.


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