Purr, it is so nice to brush myself up in morning light. Hmm, butter is on those sandwiches baked in mom’s Bow-Loo. They are put on the table from minutes before, cooled for me maybe. Lick, lick, it is not bad. Meow, why do you hold me down onto the floor, mom? You would be lucky today with my kiss, as daddy told you. He is cautious enough to understand my intention immediately.

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