What we forget is in the closet

Neurodivergent love that doesn't have to perform

Sgt. Sushi is a small lanky kitten, only one-year-old, but has had the emotional intelligence of an aged grief counselor since day one. He’s the therapy cat we didn’t know we needed. Yas lost both of his beloved cats within a year of when we first met, and he was already masking a depression I didn’t quite know how to hold.

I got Sushi for Yas in January…