Dancing cat helps save the day

 I’d gotten into a persnickety mood one night and was pacing around my car, worrying. I guess I could’ve been pacing around inside my new studio rental, but it’s kind of a small area for a good pace. So I kept circling around my car in a light misting rain. Being a worrywart is a tough habit to break.
Out of nowhere there appeared a beautiful black-andwhite cat. I’d recently completed a cat-sitting job and was not in a very feline-friendly mood because that cat was spoiled and demanding and...

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