(continued from previous post)
So why did I wake up at 4 in the morning worried about Frieda? What if the other cats don’t like her? What if the dog tries to eat her? What if she can’t kill rodents? What if her hair gets matted and she doesn’t take the time to clean it? What if she tries to return to the city and gets run over by a car on the way. Why am I worrying about this soulless creature?
(tomorrow - Frieda's new life)
1 comment:
"Why didn't I think of all these things earlier?"
Also, the sudden jumping from Frieda to yourself as the subject of your questions seems a bit stilted here, as in the last question, where you awkwardly shift to introspection.
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