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MAYA
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"I'm constantly being asked, Maya, do you know
why the caged bird sings? And I say, Of course I do. It is because the bird knows
I can't get to it."
-- Maya Brown
"The Heart of A Cat", Vol.1
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Ya know, it really was actually my house. I didn't want
to upset her by telling her that she was there of my good graces. After all, she
was excellent at preparing my meals and making sure the sofa and chair were covered
with my special bedding. She was also a warm and soft pillow. She was even acceptable
at cleaning my box - well, most of the time. But I love her and I could not bear
to hurt her feelings. So, I let her live under the illusion that it was her house. |
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