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Had to laugh G1
My T talks about working with me using the feral cat metaphor ALL the time! Then talks about her boys (cats) riding around on her shoulders.
My little feral just came up and laid across my mouse... her ears must be ringing.
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There’s been many a crooked path
that has landed me here
Tired, broken and wearing rags
Wild eyed with fear
-Blackmoores Night
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