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[evaisgreat]

Am I done being extra about being a doctor? Absolutely not. #dre #coolande

[evaisgreat]

t-shirts and fundraising #bikems #evasboos #coolande

[evaisgreat]

his purrs are like whispers compared to hers, but they make my heart smile #loveletterstomycats #coolande #rescuecat #everydayiscaturday

[evaisgreat]

Why I named my company after my cat

I should start from the beginning. I got my cat, Cool, in August. I had heard that pets helped with depression, and I felt lonely a lot, so I went to the shelter and got one.  At the time, my financial situation was pretty precarious, but I got him anyway.  It was easily the best decision I ever made.

I would say my transition from someone who enjoyed cat memes to full blown cat woman was lightening fast. In learning to love my cat, I began to love all cats (...even Meebo).  Anyway, Cool was always around.  When I went to work, he sat at the door to say goodbye.  When I came home from work, he was sitting at the window waiting for me.  Although he was really independent, he would suck it up and let me cuddle him like a baby when I was having a bad day.  He seemed to know when to let me have a moment.  And he was/is so stinking cute.  He can always bring a smile to my face, and in those days I was not smiling a lot.

Fast forward to October.  I’d been in the hospital for a few days, much longer than I had anticipated.  Every day in the hospital, they would ask me what did I have to live for.  Every day thus far I didn’t have an answer for that.  My logic was everyone would be ok if I was gone.  They may be sad temporarily, but they would be ok.

On the fourth or fifth day, I realized that Cool wouldn’t be ok.  At that point, my family had not really warmed to him and I realized if I was gone he would most likely go back to the shelter or someplace else.  Someone would love him (because I mean how could they not?!), but they wouldn’t love him as much as I did.  So on that day when they asked me what I had to live for, I finally answered “Cool.”

I wish I could say it was rainbows and susnhine after that.  I wish I could say that I got out the hospital that day.  All I could say is that I had a reason to live that has still stuck with me.

So when people say I am crazy about my cat, that is probably true.  They don’t understand what he means to me and that he alone bought me out of the darkest time of my life.  The least I could do is name my business after him.  Plus, Cool and e. is a really cool name anyway.

[evacherie]

running late (as usual). on the train. killing time and making pins. #coolande #evacherie #everydayiscrafturday #etsy #pinoftheday #comingsoon #shopify (at Union Station (New Haven))