tragic baby kitty, the one with the seizures and the (formerly)
paralyzed front leg is the reincarnation of houdini. the viscious
little beastie keeps escaping her harness. it’s like a straight jacket
trick. she also plays fetch better than any dog and litters my bed
with crumpled bits of paper she wants me to throw for her.
i do believe i am now an official crazy cat lady. but what a cat to be crazy for

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The trouble with being poor is that it takes up all of your time.
Willem de Kooning