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Submitted to Contest #327
The cat-- though it could hardly be called that, with its bottle brush tail sticking out at an odd angle from its thin, matted body-- pranced into Ms. Ettewidge’s kitchen like it owned the place. Ms. Ettewidge notoriously hated cats, despising them with every fiber of her being. She shooed them from her house with the same broom she cleaned the chimney with. Local children cuddled their own cats close, beneath coverlets or behind the sofa, as they told the same story again and again: the tale of Ms. Ettewidge drowning neighborhood cats, putt...
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