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It is with great sorrow that I share the news of the passing of my beloved blog cat.
He was diagnosed last month with inoperable cancer and died yesterday in our arms. He was fourteen and a half years old.
For those of you who have been with me since I began this blog in 2009, you’ll know him as a familiar sight and the subject of a number of my favorite blog posts: 4 Reasons My Cat Can’t Be A Writer, 4 Reasons My Cat Should Be the Writer Instead of Me, and of course A Writer’s Organizational Tools. He has been by my side, sleeping in the sunlight on my desk, throughout all the years of my editing business. A little bit of him has gone into every piece of fiction and memoir I have ever worked on. I hope you can feel the influence of his kind and wise spirit in your writing.
He also appears invisibly in my arms at the bottom of every blog page, where he will remain invisibly in my arms forever.
