well its spring time and I was hunting for a mouse...
the butterflys flew, the humming birds humbed, the floweres bloomed and danced in the wind, all such a lovely day. but, a even more pretty gray and black spotted feamale cat walked out of a bush, not a clan cat, not a kittypet, just a cat. ohh wasn't she a sight, i started to become all mooney and stare, ohh how gracfull she was.. and sleek, healthy, pretty..
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