A Happy Tale: Very early one morning, around 4:30, a present appeared on my doorstep. Fending off a raccoon four times her size in a bid for the remains of the previous night's fish dinner which I had set outside instead of walking it to the compost pile, was a scrappy little kitty. Though Kitty Kitty (yes, that's her name) was not gift wrapped, I knew that she was meant for me. Yesterday she received a clean bill of health from the vet and a head lick from Puter (my other kitty.) We're all living happily ever after. The end.- c
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