As a published crime writer I'm going to post what it's like to be a professional writer, the good and the bad days, writing and not writing.
The other cat saw that it's mat was occupied. It then killed the canary and placed it's feathers on the first cat's mat, thus getting rid of the competition and enjoying a tasty meal of foul (er, I mean "fowl").Hmmm..that gives me an idea.
Go to it, Pat. Hit those keys.
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