Mylar was my favorite cat. She was soft, cute, and only she hissed at me twice in the sixteen years I had her.
So, being the loyal guy that I am, I use her name every time that I play Wordle. On Friday, it paid off as well as it ever will. (I think it is unlikely that Wordle will start using trademarked words anytime soon.)
It was not the worst choice on Saturday either.
It pays to be loyal to previous pets, darn it. (It also helps if you give them five-letter names. …even when you are tempted to use four-letter ones. Ahem. 😼)
You truly can’t go wrong when using cats to cope with life’s challenges. *wink*
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