In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Pay It Forward | Tell us about a time when you responded to an act of kindness with one of your own.”
Good Flynn: Hey! This prompt is recycled! Anyway, I recall paying it forward since the year of 2000. From then on, I cannot help myself from helping others. Yesterday, I was tempted to donate another niceness. But I rationalized that I’m too assuming in minding other businesses. For all I know, they’re fine but not entirely outta the words of a flimsy boat.
Evil Kitty: You humanz are amazing! We felines equate kindness with food. When humanz offer us food, which must be satisfactory, we are kind enough NOT to scratch them for tardiness. Our kindness goes beyond receiving food. When humanz are well-behaved, we sometimes offer them our token of appreciation in the form of our prey, such as a dead mouse. Or if we are in a humorous mood, a hairball is left next to our food dish. In those instances our humanz are a bit ticked off for no apparent reason.
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