I once knew a person who had two black and white pet cats named after composers. They loved the cats but didn’t really care for them. One day, the prettier of the pair was run over in the lane behind their house. The result was final and irreversible- the cat was dead.
One might expect that my friend would have buried the poor cat on the same day. Illogical assumption, friends. Dearest decided to freeze the poor thing in the family fridge/freezer unit, along side the peas and corn. For six months, the cat remained in the freezer until darling dearest, decided that the time had come to bury the cat in grandmother’s cat-cemetery-garden.

it is such a grey day today…


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