Carl Sandburg wrote, "The fog comes on little cat feet." Well, so does old age. It quietly slips up on you while you're busy living your life. There are times when it's a black panther, taking huge strides. At other times it's a playful kitten, darting back and forth and toying with you. In later years, it becomes a stalking lion, waiting for an opportunity to pounce. So stave off those sneaky cats as long as possible---they'd like to have you for lunch!
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