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Being born
Feb 26, 2018 20:23:24 GMT -6
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Post by snowleopardkit on Feb 26, 2018 20:23:24 GMT -6
i can't see anything but I can smell. There are a few cats in the room, my brothers and sisters and mother. I crawled over to her. Her fur was fluffy and soft, I felt something wet and warm. She was sharing tounges with me I look up even though I can't see a thing I stick out my rouge and lick mother, snuggling up to her, I knew she was going to protect me forever.
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