Rufus was a senior ginger cat who had chosen me by showing up and declining to leave. When I couldn’t find anyone to watch him, he came camping. I had more kit for him than for myself. He tried to hide under the tent while I was still setting it up. This was, logistically, a problem.
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The conversation with myself started well before I booked anything. Is it safe? What if something goes wrong? What do I actually do when I get there? The anxiety was loud. Underneath it was something quieter: I wanted to know if I could. Not if it was possible in theory. If I, specifically, could do it.
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