The All Powerful, All Knowing, All Furry Wizard came to our
home recently and he cast a spell that put Tiger in such a deep sleep that we
couldn’t get him to move; why he didn’t even look like he was breathing. We begged the Wizard to bring him back, but
the Wizard only laughed and said that everything was fine.
Time passed and Tiger didn’t move and wasn’t breathing. We shook him, shouted at him, picked him up,
and even squirted him to no avail. Tiger
was gone. Sadly we gathered around him
to begin our mourning vigil before taking him to be buried. Our tears flowed down our cheeks and dripped
on his unresponsive body as we spoke about our memories of him. 
Suddenly, Tiger rose from his slumber, sat down on his
haunches and casually looked about! It
was a miracle; he was alive. We searched
for the Wizard to tell him his spell had failed, but he was nowhere to be
found. Hmmmm, I wonder if his leaving is
what woke Tiger up? Naw, it had to have been
our loving tears…….
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