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Mr Cat

Mr Cat Mr Cat is such a chap, he's a big lad, a big stripy tom. Green eyes, a proper tabby, well built, solid, muscular, handsome, quite a lad with the lassies. He sits upright on top of the stone pillars at the end of the drive like a statue, silent, like a proud lion. Then he's gone on one of his missions, away for hours, what does he see ? what does he do ? Hunting ? Playing ? Chasing ? Or is there something more mysterious ? Sometimes he comes back wounded, then I know he's been fighting. It's not good to see him hurt, beaten up, bits of flesh missing, bleeding and scuffed up. Then he is kept indoors for a few days. He's all male, man cub, he likes his food, he would eat until he was sick if you would let him. Then he sleeps all afternoon on the sofa. Tania Kitchin 10/08/2018

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Date: 8/14/2018 9:57:00 PM
Congratulations on your win. Well done!
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Date: 8/12/2018 10:15:00 AM
Congrats on your win, Jane.
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Date: 8/12/2018 4:59:00 AM
I have had several "Mr Cats", nice imagery, congratulations on your win in the contest!
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