For those of you not acquainted with him, this is the love of my life, Mr. Bailey. He weighs 19 pounds. I have lost 19 pounds! Which, in theory, should make carrying him way easier. In theory. Cardiologically (did I make that word up?), it was way easier. I wasn’t out of breath lugging him in this bag walking to the train to go to NJ for dinner at my parents’.

But oh sweet jesus, no amount of weight lost makes that strap dig in any less.