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I have lived with cats for forty years in all; and yet sometimes, when I see them moving about on their kitty errands, a little part of me goes “what the heck is that? how is it possible?”
I have lived with cats for forty years in all; and yet sometimes, when I see them moving about on their kitty errands, a little part of me goes “what the heck is that? how is it possible?”
This is a recent phenom; perhaps an early sign of dementia. Or, as some might say of me, merely the latest.