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Once upon a time, there was a class. In this

  • Once upon a time, there was a class. In this class there was
  • quite a selection of canines sitting quietly in their chairs. This was Obedience 101. They were looking to gain a new leash on life by trying to
  • ignore the cats seated opposite them in the re-education class. If they held out an entire hour, the dogs would be released back into the custody of their owners. It went ok until
  • a certain cat [named Ekaterina, as I later learned at the hearing] gave me a look. I tried to calm my canine self. "My pack - disappointed. Me - separated." But primordial pride
  • took over, as simple conversations in the Pet's Language turned to feral barking and caterwauling. Ashamedly, we almost attempt to bite each other if not for the onlookers.
  • The High Priest of Nothingness was attempting to calm us down. The other cats wanted to sleep after playing all night, he said. "Can you be more quiet?", he asked us over trs.
  • The High Priest of Nothingness was a strange man, a spindly, white-haired New Yorker, with glasses and balding at the top, the scalp looked like dough rising, puffy and stretched
  • down toward his ears. His generally mild-mannered, librarian sort of look didn't match the burgundy velvet High Priest Robes he wore, or his severe
  • expression, which suggested rage, a rage he did not feel in his heart, only saw in the mirror. Minions cringed at his gold slippered feet, trembling. He wondered if their books
  • were written disingenuously in the mirror. Did the minions in the mirror plan his overthrow? And the minions reflected in the other mirror & the minions of minions ad infinitum?
Started
2016-03-03 08:52:06
Finished
2016-08-01 17:09:00

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    BlastedHeath Aug 12 2016 @ 23:02

    Speechless.

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