Meow, mom finally opened the 2nd stick in a shape of my face. Dad brought home 4 of them; 2 several years before, other 2 a few years. She carefully kisses ears first, forming them into round little by little until all flat. She turns to the forehead next, letting eyes close until fade away. The last place would be muzzle leading to my own. Welcome to reach here, purr.

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