The greatest thing that I possess.

That's belter, thanks for posting it.

Yeah, good that.

The greatest thing that I possess.

It's 'The greatest [b]gift[/b] that I possess' 😡

Tatty-bye

I'm so sorry about your Dad's dog. 🙁

So ..the moral of the story is that living & working in the city drives you bat shit crazy and you turn to drink & drugs chasing a dollar until you die ..?
That what it said to me anyway...
Thank Christ I chose the quiet life in the country ..

I must say I nearly missed the subtleness of the allegory as the story was so deftly woven....

Wow ..a real critic .. 😀

An actual rat in a rat race.

Genius!

/everyone's a critic

Edit: As an aside, this rat loved living in the city.

Happiness, like class you just can't buy it.

Which is why I have neither.

Happiness is a warm saddle.

Preferably someone else's.

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Cheery bastard old Steve, isn't he?

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Preferably someone else's.

Apt.

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