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Karl my beautiful

cat was

caught in a trap

and they put him to

sleep and they

took off his

leg and when

he awoke he

only had three,

because he lay

in the trap

for days and

they saw the

leg was dead,

but he lived,

my beautiful cat

named Karl.

He wants to

help me write

this. He keeps

pushing the pen

with his nose.

“What do you

want to tell

them, Karl?

What? Are

you sure? OK,

I’ll see if

I can make

them understand.”

Karl says,

“The secret of

happiness is purring

with three, not

meowing for one.”