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I used to know

I used to know But not so much anymore Hold the door Don’t hold the door Say “Good Morning” Or say nothing Lest I commit A micro-aggression I used to think outside the box I can’t any longer They have taken all the boxes And made signs out of them Covid may be over Yet the masks remain Implacably etched On dour faces Ever fearful of a smile I always treated puppies As if they were kids Y’know, cleaned up after them Let them run through mud puddles Chase rabbits and butterflies Pee outside Eat popcorn while watching a movie The cat…well If you’ve ever had a cat You know…

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Date: 4/11/2025 6:42:00 AM
A cat couldn't care less about anything except having food placed before its mouth. Maybe being aloof to all those other things is the best way to cope. It's easier than breaking open a box and writing words of some protest or another on it.
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Lin Lane
Date: 4/12/2025 8:16:00 AM
oh, do I know that feeling. I felt it when I had to get mine INTO the cage. Screeches, claws and death threats coming from way down deep in her throat. Sound familiar?
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John Lawless
Date: 4/12/2025 8:01:00 AM
Lin, I took our cat to the vet once and as I opened the carry cage the vet tech said: "I'm afraid of him"...my reply..."SO AM I"

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