What comes next I can’t tell. I don’t know.

I didn’t know before, and now there’s this cat. I didn’t expect that. Now I really don’t know.

It attached itself to me. I thought I couldn’t keep any pet, and then as if it read my mind, it said “I can be a backpack cat.”

It’s true I needed a cat. And I can ride my bicycle with this cat. But Dee Dee, what am I supposed to do with you if I leave Vietnam?

Q. How was your week? Tell me about it.

Q. What does it mean to be a responsible cat owner?