Her name is Twyla Tharp*. Sixteen years ago my girlfriend showed up at my door bundled up in a thick red winter jacket with a cute gray kitten head poking out.

Free with any five dollar purchase…

There’s some debate as to who’s responsible for her name, but I’ve loved her since day one. Unfortunately, day zero is soon approaching…

I will miss her like no other kitty.

* Yes, like the dancer.

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