Gentle Soul...


You let children pet you. Rub you. Pull your hair. Poke your eye by accident. Pull your tail. Bump you. Push you. Pat your back. And you continue to give of yourself without biting or fighting back. Some people look down upon you as a worthless lowly creature. I look up to you as a role model of accepting patience...

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