So, the Old Cat and I were talking this morning. We were in the kitchen, no one else was awake. I was enjoying my first cuppa and he was grooming. We came to the conclusion that Life Is What It Is: Run like mad from the oncoming freight train, And never neglect a nice spot of sunshine.
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