When you open up that can, the cats, they'll hear the Cry. It is infectious.
The Cry, when it lifts, like a banner claiming greater good, will get to those cats.
Your Grammie would always tell you that.
- Such a struggle to listen.
The cats were fortunate to have a friend like you.
They're crying with smiles on their faces, still.
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