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I grew up on a farm where the cats were just working livestock, keeping the rodent population down. I was well into my 20s before a girlfriend convinced me it was OK to let a cat in the house.
We filtered milk through cotton discs about 6" in diameter and 1/8" thick. We tossed them in the trash after every milking and the damn cats would drag the milk soaked discs out and eat them. It wasn't unusual to see a cat walking around with part of one of these things sticking out of his butt. Sometimes they wouldn't pass and the cat died. Whenever a cat died a new one would appear in a few days. They seemed to sense the vacancy.
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