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"The Cat Loaf's Story", by Alex Kalinkin
The warm sunrays were streaming through the dusty glass of the window. An old gray cat basked on the windowsill screwing up his eyes. But suddenly he pricked up his ears, turned a little his whiskered head and opened his blue eyes.
- "Oh, it's you, my master... You look so tired though now is only noon. You dislike sitting at home, I know. I remember you told me a lot about your travels... Hm-m, if you don't mind
I also can tell you something. Maybe it will entertain you and give you some ideas..."
And my old cat Loaf started to purr his story...
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