A Cat-Shaped Hole in the World

Some people would write a beautiful eulogy, but I really can’t.

This is Menace. He’s lived with me for nearly twelve years, since my husband Chris mysteriously “found” him and his brother wandering outside our apartment at about six weeks old.

My husband died ten years ago. Today Menace went to live with Chris.Those of us left behind are just sort of wandering around looking for someone who should be there–especially my cat Ravenclaw, who has been Menace’s snuggle-buddy for all the eight years...