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Thursday, August 11, 2005
Stuff on My Cat
I've always had a wierd relationship with cats. To my mind they always seem to take themselves seriously. Even when they are playing they have a hunter's focus on the prey at hand, whether that be a piece of paper, a shadow on a wall or someone's unlucky finger. Not so dogs I think, they are always having fun! Suffice to say when I saw stuff on my cat dot com I laughed. I laughed a lot. Out loud. In the office. [Listening to: you are my sunshine - Ray Charles - The Collection (2:59)]
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