This mysterious and sometimes alienating characteristic of mine originated many years ago when I was still a wee one. Consequently, most of my childhood gifts had something to do with cats one way or another, and I was perfectly delighted by it. This last weekend I was going through some of my childhood belongings, and I came across and old stamp set. "Victorian Cats: A Rubber Stamp Collection."
Nevermind why I ever asked for a Victorian Cats stamp set in the first; rather, let's focus on the cat pictured in the lower right hand corner of the box...
A ballerina cat. With broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a generous bosom. I'm terrified. Are you terrified?
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