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Unlike Some People Who Have Experienced The Loss Of An Animal, I Did Not Believe, Even For A Moment, That I Would Never Get Another. I Did Know Full Well That There Were Just Too Many Animals Out There In Need Of Homes For Me To Take What I Have Always Regarded As The Self-indulgent Road Of Saying The Heartbreak Of The Loss Of An Animal Was Too Much Ever To Want To Go Through With It Again. To Me, Such An Admission Brought Up The Far More Powerful Admission That All The Wonderful Times You Had With Your Animal Were Not Worth The Unhappiness At The End.

You Do Not Need To Belong To The Cat For A Long Time To Realize The Main Thing That Cats Like To Do Is To Wrap Theirselves Up In Mystery, Perhaps Only Except For A Hobby Of Jumbling Up Everything That Is In Order. And If The Cat Can, And Usually So, Make A Great Mystery Of Where It Was When You Were Searching For It Even If A Moment Ago It Was Sitting By Your Side, Do Not Have Any Doubts: Its Ancestors Had A Great Pleasure To Surround Its Origin By Mystery.

Have You Ever Heard One Civilized Person Whose Opinion You Respect, At Any Time, Anywhere, In Any Civilized Country Anywhere, Say The Good New Days?

I Can't Take A Well-tanned Person Seriously.

You Can't Make The Duchess Of Windsor Into Rebecca Of Sunnybrook Farm. The Facts Of Life Are Very Stubborn Things.