Wake, reluctantly, to sound of a cat dying – all those repetitive moaning cries. Calling to her doesn’t help or bring her closer. Finally, the terrible sounds come nearer. I open my eyes to see what’s going on. I expect cat with traumatic amputation or full on heart failure or something and what I see is: Deirdre with a mouse.
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Reality is what we take to be true. What we take to be true is what we believe. What we believe is based on our perceptions. What we perceive depends on what we look for. What we look for depends on what we think. What we think depends on what we perceive. What we perceive determines what we take to be true. What we take to be true is our reality.
— ZukavThe Cat Cam
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