It was a typical morning. I stood in the kitchen with my bare feet on the cool, bamboo flooring, preparing the morning breakfast for the cats. Stanley stands up on his hind legs, reaches his paws just under my night shirt touching my left knee cap and with a little squeak of a meow, he lets me know that I am working too slow. I look down to
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I love the sentiment here. All creatures are important
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