Chop Chop was a great companion but an awful editorial assistant. /Family photo
I lost one of my best friends yesterday.
Anyone who thinks house cats lack personality, intelligence and complex emotions never met Chop Chop.
When I was working nights at the Portsmouth Herald, she would hear my car pull into the driveway at 1 a.m. and greet me at the door. She knew how to push my buttons when she was hungry and wanted more food in her bowl. She fought cancer for the past two years, but she was filled with love until the moment she took her last breath at the vet's office.
Humans are not the only sentient beings on this planet.
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