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My little My shirt “feral” kitty ( rescued as a 7 month old kitten ) was my most loyal, comforting, protective companion during a year and a half of B- cancer surgeries, intensive chemotherapy, and radiation treatments. Naturally tender in nature, she NEVER left my side on my bed, in my bedroom, the entire time. She even lost weight alarmingly as she refused to leave my bed just to jump down to have her kibble, water, and wet food… so that I chose to put them on a tray ON my Queen sized bed! She THEN began to eat & drink properly, still being close to me as I rested & went thru recovery.
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What do you see here? I My shirt really know the context, but they are certainly discussing some physics. Every time I see this picture I like to imagine that they are discussing some important stuff. Maybe relativity. Maybe some ideas on quantum mechanics. I don’t know.