Fix it or Replace It

I keep putting it back together, and the kitties keep knocking the top off the catnip toy.

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    • It began when she picked me. The bravest of four in Maya’s litter, she always led the charge from the nesting closet and headed straight for me. Here’s the deal, if in your head you name an animal, you have bonded with them. Sweetie wanted the male, so I told him he better name him quickly because I was on the verge of naming this one. He took his time, and one day this brave little kitten became Jezebel in my mind. Once I spoke her name out loud, the spell, as they say, was cast.

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