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You gotta earn your kibble around
here, and we all do. It's interesting how we all have our unique
abilities, and it's also a good thing for the collective. Sometimes I wish
someone else could mow the lawn or paint the house, but then I realize I
wouldn't trade in those obligations for the responsibility of chasing a
mouse into a corner and giving him the Big Bite Of Doom, or waking up in the middle of the
night to discuss with a raccoon the disadvantages of nesting in the
garage. I suppose it all works out. Besides, I have to feel indebted to a
cat that can type 100 words a minute. So, the following positions are
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