Here's a beautiful cat.
In our long lives, Miss Edith and I have known only one ugly cat. His name was Pepe Roche (pronounced row-shay). But Kitty Medora loved him dearly, so who were we to stand in the way?
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"But I own that I cannot see as plainly as others do, and I should wish to do, evidence of design and beneficence on all sides of us. There seems to me too much misery in the world. I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created that a cat should play with mice." -- Charles Darwin, Letter to Asa Gray
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