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Two Pumpkin Cat Beds

I am enjoying a slumbering Ginger cat said to pumpkin vine. A beautiful day it is to sleep of my jug of catnip wine. Pumpkin vine understood and gave Ginger cat a snuggly spot. On a warm October day when some other pumpkins did rot. Why do you keep looking wonderful? Asked another pumpkin, Lee. I think it is because I have become a cat sleeping berth as you can see. How can I get that gig? Asked Lee. I want to stay fresh longer too. Pumpkin vine did not know, but Lee became a sleeper so now there are two.

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