The sight of Mom shinnying up the pole and leaving them behind
sent the kits packin' back into the thickets.
Mom was unconcerned.
"Yummmmmm! Time for nomming!!"
"Oh, ya!! That hits the spot!"
Meanwhile, back at the forest edge...
"Lookit Ma!!! What is she doing up there?!"
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"We are--each of us--dying; it's how we live in the meantime that makes the difference."
"It's not what you gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind of life you have lived!"
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."
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