To appear sad.

Yesterday, we said goodbye to our dear Puffball (full name: Catsby Puffball) who came into our lives in 2010, a beloved companion to our kids, a diligent nursemaid when we took ill, always there to provide a groom or cuddle.

Fourteen is no longer young for a cat, and he had developed a few, manageable illness, but when we returned from our vacation last month it was clear e had lost a great deal of weight and was becoming weaker. The vet determined he had multiple myeloma, a blood and bone cancer.

He was always the sweetest kitty. He would sleep with and protect my wife, either above her head or at her side. Occasionally he would curl up into my back. He took very good care of me when I was alone at home, recovery from eye surgery.

We had the cat put down. We cried. We went to have drinks at the Speakeasy, it was early, we were the only ones there. We took a walk in the heat. We went to see a movie. This morning I was still very sad.

Distance: 3.1 miles
Duration:  28:19
Pace: 9:07

Route: Boulevard Loop
Temperature: 79
Climate: puffy clouds
Mood: actually sad
Stretches: yes
Water: yes

Pain Reliever: yes

My city. I like it.

Gold Rush Playlist

Gold Rush - Death Cab for Cutie

Don't Carry It All - The Decemberists

Lazy Eye - Silversun Pickups

Beverly - Low Cut Connie

2AM - Bear Hands

Africa - Weezer

Move - Saint Motel

Baseline: 185 lbs.

Weight: 175 lbs. (+1.0)

Goal: 170 lbs.

Breakfast: coffee w/cream, fresh fruit w/granola  yogurt

Coffee Break: PSL, banana bread

Lunch: Hawaiian jerk pork sand, tater tots

Dinner: Flume Double IPA, lentils over rice

Dessert: ice cream

I fucking love ice cream.