My beloved Fat Fat (a big, gray cat) passed away in June of 2018 at the age of 12. I had a giant hole in my heart. I knew losing him would hurt, but it hurt way more than I thought possible.
Two weeks after Fat Fat died, my husband came home with Fat Fat’s ashes to find a diluted tortoiseshell kitten sitting serenely on our porch. After luring us in with her sweetness and love of cuddles, she became empress of our lives.
Her name is Ruby, named after the month she adopted us (July) and one of the Crystal Gems on Steven Universe.
Ruby is scary smart, vicious when she feels like it, and absolutely freaking adorable. Find her on Instagram: @AllHailTheRuby (Ruby is pleased with my first four facts so I can now stop writing about her. Whew.)
My favorite numbers are my old basketball jersey numbers, one for my high school team (31) and one for my traveling team (14).
I have suffered from severe major depression most of my life and take medicine to treat it. I also suffer from anxiety and have occasional panic attacks. They suck.
My favorite colors are blue, green, purple, and, although it is not technically a color, gray.
I love making spreadsheets.
I’m a caretaker for one of my parents.
I have a day job in the transportation industry.
One of my legs is shorter than the other. With that and my scoliosis, my knees and lower back are all jacked up.
I have a sizable My Little Pony collection that includes both Gen 1 and Gen 4 figures.
The first fan-fic I ever tried to write was about a soap opera I didn’t watch.
