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  • One summer a whale washed up on the shore and when the flesh was all gone we collected bones.

    I left a vertibrae out in the sun to bleach because it still smelled rank.

    My cat loved it and spent time sitting, or sleeping near it for days.
    She became friendly with the bone.

    She treated the bone with great respect, as you can see here.
    She salutes the departed whale.
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