FLUFFY

There was a tragedy in my home town, a clothes dryer left open attracted the pet cat. The warmth of the light must have invited in the feline. In the night a load of jeans were thrown in the dryer, and it was set on high heat. The next morning after calling Fluffy with no result, Fluffy was found dead in the dryer. If only it had been the delicate cycle, Fluffy might have had two lives left, the claw marks in the panties would be nothing, compared to loosing the family pet. Fluffy lived up to her name, the Bounce sheet also made her static free. We are such a close knit community, even the new Chinese restaurant offered to dispose of Fluffy's remains.

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