The other day, I made a list of every guy I’ve ever dated seriously, dated a couple times, dated until I got the “Oh no, there’s been an emergency and…
My friend Nina and I were having one of our typical “where oh where have the good men gone?” whine-fests when it randomly occurred to me that I knew one.
It all started with a cat.
I used to like cats. Or I didn’t totally despise them. They can be super cute when they act like dogs.