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How about we make a deal? I'm going to pretend that you're my conscience, because I sure as hell don't have one, and you can stay on your moral high ground. You are my hind-sighted moral compass to help me later realise that I should not have sprayed that man in the eyes with a can of deodorant, and that I should have cared when everyone's homes melted into the literal sea of acid. Congrats. Enjoy. Cringe. I don't know. Whatever. - Anita Murphy Why we moved to a shrinking death trap, only my mum knows. - Katherine Meredith Let's just say that Cat sprinting away from Nita in a dingy park, moving to Bermuda, and refusing to talk to her is the least of their problems. Or at least a weak second.
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Have you ever wished to spend your days sitting in the sun? Not having to care about anyone or anything? Never having to worry about make-up, boys, clothes, money, or family? Well then I, Rachel Robby, can relate. I fact, I wished the very same thing upon a shooting star. Well, I thought it was a shooting star, but it could have been an airplane. Or maybe, if you believe in aliens, you would have thought of it to be a UFO. Anyways, my wish came true. So here I am, stuck in my cat Dexter's body, when I'm actually supposed to be sipping on a margarita on a white sandy beach in Maui for my yearly vacation. Either way, I still get relax and I'm even starting to enjoy my life. That is, until I find out that I'm not the only person-gone-animal. So for now, I'm trying to find a way to get not only myself, but also my new companion, back into human form before the cat drags in something even worse.

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