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Learn to enjoy the moment

As I watched the thing jettison across my kitchen floor and catapult into the spare room, it reminded me of the “Tasmanian Devil” of the “Looney Tunes” cartoon series I used to watch on television when I was 12 years old.

Then the fur ball ricocheted back into the kitchen, leapt onto a kitchen chair, and launched itself through the swing lid of the garbage can.

Hind legs and a tail stuck out of the can as the thing clung to the bag inside, having caught itself mid-hurl when it realized the yucky fate at the bottom of the can.

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