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The black SOB on the back deck figured out that she has toes and I don’t. Yeoweeeeee!!! She's been teaching me the finer points of birding, frogging and basically being a local big cat. I still don't like her and I don't care
We all know about his tumor, smells just like Molly’s did. We try to be nice to the big SOB but all we get is a few biscuits and some dutch rub crap. Good behavior has got me some extra time outside. Blackie took me out to the wild beyonds last night. I hope to make my escape soon and be in Florida for Halloween.
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