How Furball saved me from myself
Rest in Peace, love
5 min readFeb 23, 2020
I had my first panic attack three days after he died.
Furball was the most understanding cat I’ve ever met. It took only one look from me and he knew exactly what I wanted him to do. We would spend hours laying on the floor, watching TV together, doing yoga and sleeping in the same bed. We had a silly tradition, where he would escort me to our…