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Misty the cat ?

Misty the cat ?

Misty the cat curls upon the furry mat listening to pitter patter on the windowpane..but this lazy lump doesn’t like getting wet so she tucks her tail in and snuggles up again

But Misty the cat needs a widdle and she cannot hold it in anymore..so she gets up reluctantly yet has left it too late and dribbles all over the flloor.. Well when her mistress arouses from her catnap she notices the puddle by her chair..and strangely enough no Misty can be found though that smell of cat’s wee is in the air..

“MISTY” her mistress yells and bawls.. as she turns an awful shade of red.. huh Misty hears her bad tempered tone as she is crouched down under the bed.. Of course the little lady cleans up the mess and makes herself a nice cup of tea.. while Misty the cat falls fast asleep under her mistresses bed happily..

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Jill Tait

No not a cat but daughters have lol not it though lol xxx

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Greg Etsell

well i wrote that
poem hello cosmo
i dont no what will happen
here 
 

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Jill Tait

Haha Very true ❤️???❤️

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Jill Tait

Haha ❤️?❤️??

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