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Claude lyrics by Sarah Herrera

I like computers and I like volunteering
So I started volunteering at the local animal shelter
Their computers were a mess
And they needed a lot of help with their central database
None of that is important

The main thing is that every time I walked into the animal shelter
One cat would go crazy, jumping up on the bars of his cage
And he only did it for me for some reason
His name was Claude, and he was born there at the shelter
His mother Willow was a few cages away

Claude was very weird – He drooled all the time
He would often fall down for no reason. He was oddly shaped
He was definitely a strange cat
So I took him out of his cage one day and held him

And he loved me
And I loved him

And I started visiting him every day at the shelter
I would usually use my lunch break to drive over and play with him
We talked a lot, and I promised him that I was going to get him a good home
And I meant it

(acoustic guitar solo)

I called and emailed everyone I could to try to get someone to adopt him, but nobody would
I already had two cats in a small apartment
But I just had to do it

Claudie was my best friend. I would take him to work all the time
My boss was from Poland and wasn’t well-versed in American culture
So I would tell him that it was National Bring Your Pet To Work Day
Or National Animal Liberation Day, or any one of a dozen other made-up things
And he always said okay

I think he knew I was conning him, but he was a nice guy and let it slide
We went to the park, we went to the store
I would drive around with his paws up on the wheel next to mine

We were inseparable

And Claude was so good with the new baby
Who would just sit there chewing on Claudie’s tail and Claudie didn’t care
Claude had a great philosophy – he just didn’t care about the small stuff

About 6 years later, I decided to take Ritalin for a few days
Just out of curiosity
For about three hours after I took the first pill, my thinking changed
Everything became orderly in my mind
After that, I just felt sick

On Day 3 of the Ritalin, I had a vision that Claudie was going to die soon
I tossed the pills, and the next day he died

His ashes are buried in the back yard

I don’t believe in heaven, intellectually or in my gut
But I do try hard to leave open the tiny possibility that it exists
Because some day I want to enter the pearly gates
And the first thing I’m going to do there is find my best friend ever