A cat dies and travels to Heaven.
St. Peter greets the cat at the pearly gates, saying, “You’ve been a nice cat your entire life. As a reward, you can have everything you want in paradise.
The cat pauses for a bit before saying, “Well, I’ve always lived as a poor stray, sleeping on the streets.” “I’d love a soft, fluffy bed.”
St. Peter nods and poofs! The cat has the most comfortable, velvety bed ever. The cat curled up and purred pleasantly.
A few days later, six mice appear at the gate. St. Peter greets them and asks what they want as a reward for their exemplary lives.
One mouse speaks up: “We were always fleeing from predators and people. We’d love some small
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