He is a schizophrenic fur yo-yo at the end of my string, erratically releasing and unexpectedly returning.

There is no rhyme or reason, just pure kinetic motion with no chance for potential.

They say the trick is all in the wrist.


There is no trick at all, just the pleasure of the treat.

Only an Einstein would understand.

Copyright 2009

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