Monday, July 19, 2004

Cat heaven

Margaret Atwood gets cats. I mean, really understands them. My cats anyway.

Read her story in Brick.

My cats like this story. They'll be wanting me to read it to them every night.

I always suspected that if they were bigger, and I were smaller, they'd play with me till I died. In their younger days anyway. Now they only dream.

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