Laying in the catnip, covered in dirt, Molly had no care of the complex advertising decisions that were occuring all around her. She knew that her garden would always be there. When the dogs would go for their walk, she would follow them, free from the leash that the city demanded for the canines. And when it came time for sleep, she'd go back into the house, curl up in a ball and dream of another day of lying in the tall grass.

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