March 21, 2015
For some reason, K told me about an ordeal her cousin was currently experiencing. She'd recently had to put her cat to sleep because of ringworm. I continued unloading the truck, listening. She went on, telling me how she didn't clean her house properly. How ringworm can live for months afterward. Then she told me that, while shopping for another cat, she somehow gave herself a concussion by bumping her nose up against the cage. I stopped unloading to watch K demonstrate her cousin's unsteady gait since the incident. She marched like a leprechaun who had one too many drinks.