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The cat in the eye

Gaze as you will into those changing eyes, those eyes of amber and jeweled green; and stare as you will into the kaleidoscope patterns of the iris as they tumble and assemble, discovering your fate as they have a hundred times already, and more; or stare into the pupil -- the other side of which is yourself -- as it dilates and contracts: you my child will never know nor understand this friend your Cat. But look as he steps and slides across your skin how carefully he moves and hides his claws; speak gently to him, respect his silence, and fed and cleaned, he will come to you again for your company and his.

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