There’s a new post on Daughter on Duty.
I had said goodbye and was heading for the door when Mama stopped me with an out-of-the-blue question: ‘How is Smudge?’ I turned back toward her, surprised; she rarely asks about my cat. The truth is I have been wrestling for a while with the question of what to do about my 17-year-old diabetic cat, but I wasn’t prepared to have the conversation with my mother. She was going for it.
Writing Down the Story 