Here fishy, fishy, fishy.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to go on the heights. Habakkuk 3:19 NIV
I was gifted with a dead bird, a variety of disemboweled mice, moles, chipmunks, and a squirrel which raced frantically around the living room. Callie, my calico feline, prowled our backyard with confidence and alacrity, the queen of her kingdom, the mistress of her fate.
One evening she ou...
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