Reveling and revealing

And so it happened again. The cat returned, happy and covered in a fine layer of dirt, from adventures unknown, head held high and afloof. She suspected that, even if it were able to talk, it would not tell of its outdoor escapades, by virtue of cat pride and secrecy

Thus, one day, she decided to follow it, to see where these dusty adventures were had. Barely had she rounded a corner before discovering the immediate truth:

There was a patch of dirt right outside the house, which the cat unceremoniously rolled around in. A revelation which, she thought, only traded one mystery for another

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