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The Great Almost-Escape
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Lessons Learned from My Cat
By Jeanie Jacobson Against the assault of laughter, nothing can stand.
~Mark Twain “I’m stuck!” Wedged halfway under the porch, I wiggled frantically to free myself, my middle-aged backside waving like a flag. The feline responsible for the situation sat inches away, licking its paw. And smirking. Earlier that day, I’d visited my friend Marge to help with her spring household purge. A sleek, black-and-white cat met me at the door and attempted to slip out. Marge quickly scooped him up. “This is Mr. Fluffykins. I’m watching him for Felicity, the new lady at church.” (Keep reading)  
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