In May 2019, a licensed medical professional wrote me a letter to give to my landlord that says I need a cat for the sake of my mental health. Two days later I adopted Tia, a rescued stray who my boyfriend had bonded with through the pet store he works at. This page is a shrine to the only antidepressant I've ever tried that didn't make me barf (although she herself is adept at barfing). If you crave more Tia Content, you can follow her instagram. I also post a lot about her on my personal twitter (if you can tolerate all the kvetching and rambling).

PREMIUM TIA FEATURES:
★ plays fetch
★ yawns with her eyes open
★ love biter
★ loves to stalk and hunt
★ very soft
★ fucking superb you funky little carnivore