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I'm sorry, Tinky / that it was me, / who let you go out / one last time. / We always let you / go out at night. . / you always came back. / / I didn't know that Mommy / wasn't going to let you / go out...she didn't tell / me until after I found / you the next morning. / / If only we hadn't taught you / to meow… sign in to read more »