Whenever a woman without children loved an animal or a cause or anything else…it was thought to be a substitute for what she did not have. No matter that all three of us had looked upon the Creature with pride and joy; I alone was not its creator, or its artist, or its inventor, but merely a mother, most qualified to care for it not due to any intelligence…but due to the perversion of some natural urge.
— Jan 31, 2024 09:27PM
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