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I had a cat once. It was in high school biology class. He was a good cat, very well mannered. We dissected him. After we removed half of his head, we called named him Leatherface. Our idea was to boil him completely after the semester was through, and save his skull. When that didn't pan out, we were supposed to dispose of him in the school dumpster, near the canal. Instead, we gave him a somewhat Viking burial, but tossing him into the canal waters, and watched him float away. I'll miss you, Leatherface. You had such a good heart, it made a great hackey sack.