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The Cat Hat Cotel

It’s the latest vacation spot, my friend the vole said. We have to experience it before we are dead. We had many friends missing, from here to Kalamazoo. It was a consternation. We did not know what to do. Tell me again, I said. Why are you so totally sold on this place? What does this hotel have that others did not in style or grace? You know those revolving restaurants that change their scenery? This one changes constantly. It is truly the place to be and keenly. Who has seen it I asked? Looking at the brochure for a sec. This Cotel was shaped like a monster cat with a fat ugly neck. And why do they call it a cotel, not just a hotel like others? I felt bothered for some reason, but so had her brothers. My brothers felt the same way she told me but they love it there. They say it is terrific to see so much and there is always fresh air. They have made many friends, there are instruments to play. We really must go. I can book our rooms right away! So against my better judgement I said okay to a vacation. With the Coronavirus, I had already decided on a stay-cation. She was right about the Cotel being the trip of a lifetime. We were eaten by the inventor of the Cat Hat Cotel, one at a time.

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