Scooter, 2000-2010

After a short and mysterious health complication, Scooter, our family cat, died this morning. He was 10.

It sucks when pets die. However, death is natural and inevitable, and that fatalist conviction is what keeps me grounded during a time of loss. It is, to me, comforting to know we are all a part of the ever-cycling circle of life and have an unavoidable fate: worm food.