June 11
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Tonight at bedtime, our first-grader wanted me to read her new kitty book, which she picked up for free at the Argenta rummage sales a couple weekends back.
A sample page:
The book was printed in 1979.
35 years ago.
The same year my brother was born, for goodness sake.
As I was reading it to her, I could not get a recurring thought out of my mind.
That cat's dead.
And that cat's dead.
And that kitty too.
No, I did not vocallize and sadden the child.
Out for now.....
MH