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Naughty Cat

I once took in a cat whose fur was white as snow; wherever the feline sat there he left a halo. And then one night I woke up with an awful fright: that sound, that gush! I leaped and made a rush – damn! not fast enough. There, on my Queen Ann’s chair a halo of white hair encircling foul-smelling stuff! In seconds he went cruisin’, blindly through the night air, and right behind him, a ruin, my Queen Ann’s chair.

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Date: 3/4/2021 6:04:00 PM
Hello Maurice, yes that is a naughty cat. for sure. Enjoy your evening my friend.
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Date: 3/4/2021 7:33:00 AM
OOOhhhhh Too horrible right before lunch!
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