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Brownies
Fresh, frosted brownies cooling on the kitchen counter. Mother shrieks as she sees the kitten, standing in the middle of the pan, enjoying the chocolate delight. I look up and see the kitten flying across the room. It lands on all fours, is stunned for a moment and then races upstairs leaving a trail of chocolate paw prints in its wake. I turn to my brother, “I didn’t know cats could fly.” |
