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Where did the story come from? I drove through the dark, knowing that we were late getting home. Our friend Cathy was doing us a favour by looking after our kids so we could see a show in Toronto. I wanted to find a way of thanking Cathy for all the kindness she had shown us over the years, but she is better at making cookies than I am. I though about what I could do that might be special. I decided to write for her. Cathy has been a foster parent to several children and eventually adopted two of them, a brother and sister, into her family. Keeping my eyes on the empty road ahead, I started composing a story about Cathy's life. The Cat is about caring for others and why people do it.
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