10GALLONS OF PEEI figured I should keep walking along the river, since I had learned in social studies class that all towns and cities are built where there’s water.And so I walked. For miles.The cat who thought it was a dog ran along beside me. It kept stopping and lifting its leg to pee on pretty much every plant we passed and, quite frankly, it was starting to make me feel like barfing. It’s not that seeing animals go to the bathroom makes me sick, but this cat seemed to let loose with about a gallon of pee every time it went. It sounded like someone was shooting a garden hose into the ground every five seconds. I kept trying to get away from the cat but as soon as I started to leave it would come tearing after me through the grass so fast you would have thought my pockets were filled with catnip or fish or something.Up one hill, down another. Up another hill, down yet another. Hours passed. I’d never walked so much in my life. I was hungry, I was tired, and I felt completely lost.
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