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thoughts on a perfect Kansas day

It is one of those perfect Kansas days Seventy-eight degrees and breezy It feels like seventy I have propped the front door open Confident because I no longer have a cat The last time I did this Peepers brought in a wiggling mouse dangling from her mouth I yelled “NO!” and Peepers dropped him He ran for an empty filing cabinet. I took it apart but never found him Since I did not find a headless body I knew that Peepers had not found him either It was fun to think of this on this perfect Kansas day

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