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Where am I? Can I collect my thoughts and reflect a little-was there ever such an unhappy cat? Only last night I sat and purred myself to sleep beside my dear mother. Pressed close against her soft fur, I had no thought of harm, and now where am I? But I must not be silly. Let me close my eyes, and purr hard for a while, then sense will come to me.
I must not open them. When I look round this room, and see the shadowy form of cat after cat, I think I will go crazy-and yet what a simpleton I am. I am safe here. Danger is over; let me be thankful that I escaped as I did.