The pet I’ll never forget: Harvey, the most human of cats who helped me through grief and illness

The pet I’ll never forget: Harvey, the most human of cats who helped me through grief and illness

He could use door handles and steal catnip from the kitchen cupboards. And, when I became very unwell, he would pace around me like a doctor on call Harvey came into our lives during a year of loss. It was 2004, and my grandmother had just died, quickly followed by our beloved cat Skeet (Manx English for “nosy”). With the family thrown into mourning, the house became eerily quiet and still, and my mother was grieving. I was only 11, and did not know how to take care of her, but I did know th...

By Robin Craig