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old Circe

I wish she could go out in dignity maybe she will the new kitten is leaping onto her dignity with hugs that drive her nuts and make her hiss growl and run no way for an old cat to spend … Continue reading

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wet

crouching under a medium umbrella during a downpour is guaranteed to wet a few things, mainly your bum and the clothing there-attached at least that’s what I did while poaching for the cat: I was coaxing her to come out … Continue reading

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