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Tripping over a freshly killed rat in the dark is jarring. My cat brought a huge dead rat into the house. I tripped over it in the hall. It was squishy and still warm. Rigor-mortis had not yet set in. It had no pulse. It must have been six inches long and looked kind of peaceful. I tripped over it in the hall. Cats are bastards. The rat is in the kitchen bin.
Thought of the day
Ultimately cats are animals.
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- Bad Science teaching resources for schools
- Nice review of my book in the British Medical Journal by Richard Smith
- More crap journals?
- Generous review of my book in the Daily Telegraph
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