Mr. Smitty has a mini-me version of himself who comes around late at night to snarf the Smitty’s food.
Mr. Mini-Me is a small white short-haired version of the Smitty --
“-- one of his peeps, yo --”
-- and doesn’t seem to be wild. Since we’ve taken to leaving the screen door cracked, we’ve found the Smitty’s food depleted by morning.
And the Smitty’s opinion of this violation?
Secret video cameras constantly recording the Smee’s dish (“Live Food Cam”) show Mini-Me breezing past an unconcerned Smitty who vaguely raises his head and blinks slowly.
That’s because the Smitty is a benevolent, contented Smee, all Zenned-out (post-ego, post-conflict), free from needy entanglements and making up for being the last child who got the hand-me-downs and other such karmic rollercoasters.
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