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A Short Snip It Of Creativity-Not Kitten Around At Kitty Con


Somewhere on the west coast with a lot at stake back east Jack the Cat found himself in the winner’s circle being admired by many who just wanted a piece of his litter box.

“They were claiming this was a joke,” he told his girlfriend Jill who was prowling the other side, “I told you it was not a joke, it is Kitty Con.”

“Honey don’t’” Jill said while showing her position by dropping tail, “this whole cat adoption thing is pure luck to be a winner.”

Still presenting a nice strut Jack heard his name called and to Jill’s chagrin she knew the stud to the Kennel was going to be home for the holidays.

With a tear in her eye Jill meowed “do not fade away by being so you know cat and make sure you check their documents for false info.”

It took less than an hour for Jack the Cat to return and Jill looked up, “What happened?”

“Background check, they falsified information and are out of the money, how did you know that Jill?”

“Look at me,” Jill displayed a figure worth nine lives, “I would never fade away and no one would be out of the money with my features on the cat show circuit. “

After being escorted back to the feline transportation where they waited for the truck to pull out Christmas decorations were starting to go up, “so what do you want to do this Christmas?” “clean my litter box,” Jack told her, “and you?”

“Open my stockings with you,” Jill smiled while snuggling up to Jack as they headed home for the holidays.


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