[{"elements":[{"text":"Mysterious Cat","level":2,"displayType":"header"},{"elements":[{"text":" The cat came as it had all week long, and as expected, it didn’t touch any of the dry food laid out in bowls like its counterparts. Instead, it hurried to the wrapped food, biting into the plastic bag and bounding away. ","level":0,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"},{"imageUrl":"/fp/static/_d_12f960cb-f720-45c0-82be-00d8fd47ad16.jpeg","caption":"Public Domain","imageSmallUrl":"/fp/static/_m_12f960cb-f720-45c0-82be-00d8fd47ad16.jpeg","aspectRatio":null,"alt":"Mysterious Cat","displayType":"image"},{"elements":[{"text":" Knowing this was her only chance to uncover this mystery, she handed her apron to one of the other volunteers and followed the kitty. What she would find would leave her heart in pieces.
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","level":1,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"}]},{"elements":[{"text":"In Her Mom’s Footsteps","level":2,"displayType":"header"},{"elements":[{"text":" Amanda’s mom was a biology lecturer at the nearby university. Among her areas of interest were cats, a piece of her that she was sure to pass down to Amanda. ","level":0,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"},{"imageUrl":"/fp/static/_d_a314ee14-641c-47a9-b54f-145f6c5c75c0.jpeg","caption":"Public Domain","imageSmallUrl":"/fp/static/_m_a314ee14-641c-47a9-b54f-145f6c5c75c0.jpeg","aspectRatio":null,"alt":"In Her Mom’s Footsteps","displayType":"image"},{"elements":[{"text":" By the time Amanda grew into a teenager, she loved biology and cats just as her mom did. It wasn’t a surprise then when she majored in the subject when she started college. Her future was shaping up nicely.
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","level":1,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"}]},{"elements":[{"text":"At Work","level":2,"displayType":"header"},{"elements":[{"text":" Amanda started her first day at the local animal shelter with zeal. Among five other students from her class, she had volunteered to take care of the animals at the shelter. ","level":0,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"},{"imageUrl":"/fp/static/_d_86e92231-e248-487d-8fb3-f3cb449ba700.jpeg","caption":"Public Domain","imageSmallUrl":"/fp/static/_m_86e92231-e248-487d-8fb3-f3cb449ba700.jpeg","aspectRatio":null,"alt":"At Work","displayType":"image"},{"elements":[{"text":" The experience was more than she could’ve ever imagined. She’d done this countlessly with her mom, and though she loved every second of those moments, none of them could ever live up to what she was experiencing now. But everything changed when the shelter moved her to a different post.
","level":1,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"}]},{"elements":[{"text":"A Different Post","level":2,"displayType":"header"},{"elements":[{"text":" Before her new post, Amanda had been focused on ensuring the animals in the shelter were cleaned, fed, and given medicine if necessary. ","level":0,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"},{"imageUrl":"/fp/static/_d_65788d49-a641-44e7-ad2f-73a40786ffa1.jpeg","caption":"Public Domain","imageSmallUrl":"/fp/static/_m_65788d49-a641-44e7-ad2f-73a40786ffa1.jpeg","aspectRatio":null,"alt":"A Different Post","displayType":"image"},{"elements":[{"text":" But her supervisor wanted her to move to the vanguard of the operation, which included feeding feral animals that didn’t stay at the shelter. Seeing this as a new challenge to conquer, Amanda stepped up, not knowing what was about to happen.
","level":1,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"}]},{"elements":[{"text":"A More Fulfilling Post","level":2,"displayType":"header"},{"elements":[{"text":" Feeding the animals that didn’t live within the shelter was hectic but more fulfilling. Amanda would hand out bowls of dry food for dogs and cats that came to eat. She’d also note the ones that looked sickly so the shelter could bring them in. ","level":0,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"},{"imageUrl":"/fp/static/_d_9042185e-4540-4640-af46-5d448d18cd75.jpeg","caption":"Public Domain","imageSmallUrl":"/fp/static/_m_9042185e-4540-4640-af46-5d448d18cd75.jpeg","aspectRatio":null,"alt":"A More Fulfilling Post","displayType":"image"},{"elements":[{"text":" One fine afternoon, she was immersed in her duties when she noticed something that piqued her interest. One of the cats, a ginger-furred beauty, wasn’t eating her food. What was happening?
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","level":1,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"}]},{"elements":[{"text":"Her Plan","level":2,"displayType":"header"},{"elements":[{"text":" Amanda’s mom suggested she try offering the cat some wet food or giving the food in a different container. Amanda spent the next few days doing just that, but the kitty wouldn’t bite. ","level":0,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"},{"imageUrl":"/fp/static/_d_c1a3f9c5-9f67-41f7-b0e5-75ae2344724e.jpeg","caption":"Public Domain","imageSmallUrl":"/fp/static/_m_c1a3f9c5-9f67-41f7-b0e5-75ae2344724e.jpeg","aspectRatio":null,"alt":"Her Plan","displayType":"image"},{"elements":[{"text":" She’d tried canned food, cooked food from home, and even different varieties of dried food. She’d given the cat food in different bowls, from brightly colored ceramic ones to dull steel and plastic. Still, there was nothing. But then Amanda had an idea.
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","level":1,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"}]},{"elements":[{"text":"It Works","level":2,"displayType":"header"},{"elements":[{"text":" Amanda was stunned at first, but she knew something remarkable was happening. She took off her apron, tied back her hair, and rushed after the cat. ","level":0,"displayType":"paragraph"}],"displayType":"section"},{"imageUrl":"/fp/static/_d_5c2b0632-2c22-49cb-b3fb-e8abb47a1d77.jpeg","caption":"Pexels - David Savochka","imageSmallUrl":"/fp/static/_m_5c2b0632-2c22-49cb-b3fb-e8abb47a1d77.jpeg","aspectRatio":null,"alt":"It Works","displayType":"image"},{"elements":[{"text":" Amanda snuck after the cat into an alley near the shelter. She watched from afar as the cat placed the food bag down and began meowing, looking more distressed than Amanda had ever seen her. And then it happened.
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Stray Cat Refuses Food Unless It's In A Bag She Can Carry, When They Follow Her They Understand