May you feel the cool breeze against your cheeks on a
cool summer day. May you feel the calmness when you
are pulling out each weed from the garden.

– Shelagh

May Your Worries Become Like The Weeds

Bootsie the cat (“New Cat”) and Irish-jigging, Italian-speaking Spidercats (“Spidercat”) alike mew through the pages of May Your Worries Become Like The Weeds. Pick up this volume to consider things and concepts you may never have before– from the intersection of goth and autism (“My Saddest Story”) to the perils of dating while disabled (“New and Exciting Girlfriend”).

 

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