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madwoman (continues…)

After falling on my ass, I saw it; crouched on the seat of the dining room chair (my chair), hackles raised and ready to run. Through some unexpected burst of adrenaline I caught it by the tail and deposited in into the crate toot sweet. I brought the crate out to the lake. Not a deep lake, but deep enough I surmised, to do the job, and tossed it in with all my might. Quickly I shut the door and returned to the front porch where I calmly smoked a cigarette. That being done I set about returning the house to some semblance of normalcy, all the while rehearsing and composing the sad sad story of the little black kitten’s unforunate demise.

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Please know that i love that little black cat and would never harm a hair on her sleek silky backside

goliard on 12/01/07

One day I learned that my dear, sweet grandmother, who seemed as if she would never harm even a flea, would place the wild and unwanted kittens in a cardboard box and float it out into the lake.

I asked her about it once, and all she said was, “There are some things in life that just have to be done. The sooner you understand that, the better off you’ll be.”

Keith on 05/17/08

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