The author and her large grey cat, who has green eyes, sitting on a couch with a laptop, which the cat surely does not wish for her to access
My little demon

Things My Cat Taught Me

When I adopted Polly the Demon Queen early in the pandemic, I was not a cat person. I was not an anti-cat person, but dogs were my preference. I thought I’d just foster her for a few days, and then she’d move along and I’d get a new furry temporary roommate. I still lived in Los Angeles, a beautiful and wild city riddled with lost, abandoned, and feral animals and humans.