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1 " If they'd been dogs, they would have all been in the yard eating grass and trying to yak up whatever was making them feel so lousy. Not a bone gnawed, not a ball chased-all tails went unwagged. Oh, life is a fast cat, a short leash, a flea in that place where you just can't scratch. "
― Christopher Moore , The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove (Pine Cove, #2)
