“That wasn’t catnip,” Dorothy thought, looking again at the strange package her friend had sent by special courier. It looked almost like glitter, but Furmidable, the grey Chartreux cat she was catsitting, and who was normally very calm, dove into it like a starving child into a pool of candy. It was too late to […]
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