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Mr_green_003

Mr_green_003

Mr Green died last week. I found him in the back yard last Sat. and he looked like a fake cat. Not a mark on him. I'm so gald I took the pictures I took of him. He was an amazing animal. His beauty- well only a cat could get away with such an attitude-cattitude! If we were in the time of the
Olympians, I would say Apollo, or whoever is the god of beauty, or hubris-that would be Zeus? cut him down. He stared at whomever had the privilege of gazing upon him at that moment, as if to say- Have you ever seen a finer creature? You may scratch me now. Until I tire of you, when I will begin to growl. Then I will bite. You will continue to gaze at my worthiness while not touching me, even if I am lying on your computer, or your newspaper, or your feet. If you are so unwise as to move unbidden, I will scratch you with my hard sharp claws, and bite you with my strong white teeth. We sure do miss him. To new readers, the title refered to the fact that he was laying on my maps, and the keyboard.

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