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How my ‘fur babies’ have helped me navigate depression

The author lying in bed with her cat sleeping in front of her.
The author lying in bed with her cat sleeping in front of her.
Photo: Emily Primeaux

I recently gave birth to my first child — a beautiful, healthy boy. It took many years and ups and downs for us to get here.

Only nine months after our first date, my now-husband moved to Dublin, Ireland, to take a job in the online gaming space. Being a newly-minted couple, neither of us entertained the notion of me moving with him. I stayed behind, continued to teach 7th grade language arts, and we maintained a long-distance relationship.

We survived nearly a year of video chats and expensive phone calls before I moved to Dublin to be with him…


I never knew that a loss could be so traumatic

Photo: Fernando @dearferdo via Unsplash

In 2016 my cat friend died. Anyone who has ever loved a pet knows that this can bring unbearable pain. They’re not just animals, they are family members.

Boo Boo and I had this great routine. Every evening, I would sit on the couch with my laptop and write. And Boo Boo would be right beside me, perched on the top of the couch watching over me, purring. Often he rested his paw on my shoulder. It was such a cozy scene, the two of us, listening to music while I wrote. I achieved a lot that year, and was…


By focusing on caring for him, I learned to care for myself

A photo of me lying in my bed asleep with my cat lying asleep very close to me facing me
A photo of me lying in my bed asleep with my cat lying asleep very close to me facing me
Photo: Jodie Hare

My cat is an anxious cat. He is a black cat with white markings underneath his chin and white paws which make it seem as though he’s wearing little boots. Whilst growing up I had one other cat, and I’ve spent time around various other cats belonging to friends and family. But of all the cats I’ve known, there has never been one who wails like my cat, my Jackson. My cat is not afraid to make his grievances known. He does not shy away from demonstrating his needs. If he does not get what he needs he will wail…


How a puppy brought my husband back to me

Photos: Janie Emaus

I would rather have come home from my spa weekend and discovered my husband in bed with another woman than with a two-month-old Labrador retriever curled between his legs.

The woman would have been gone within seconds.

As for that puppy? She was here to stay.

“Don’t you just love Ziva?” my daughter asked several days later, as I sprayed yet another carpet deodorizer promising to bring “pine freshness” onto our living room carpet. “Isn’t she adorable and fun?”

I didn’t find anything adorable about chewing up every paper product in our house: coasters, napkins, books. …

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