My earliest memory is from age two or three...my mother was pregnant with my brother, but I don't remember if it was before or after my birthday. Anyway, I was playing with my mom on the floor and our black cat, Acey, came up to the glass door with a dead mouse in his mouth, dangling by its tail. I swear to GOD, that cat was smiling as he proudly displayed his kill.
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"With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy."
-Desiderata
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