"But you could get a very little pet that wasn't very hungry.
I knew all about those things that weren't very hungry; my life was full of them. I didn't want any more weaklings who were activated by water and heat but had no waste and were so small that when they died, I buried them only with forgetfulness. If I was going to bring something new into my home, it would be a big starving thing. But I could not do this. I didn't tell the boy, because I was just his dog-believer.
What kind of pet do you suggest for me?"
Miranda July, "The Boy from Lam Kien", No one belongs here more than you, 2007
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