The best thing about cat sitting Wilson was the first morning I went there. I opened the door, attempting to stop him running out. I got in in, he sat down and stared with a look of "Who the FUCK are you?"
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| Where is she? |
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| Who the hell are you? |
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| Maybe if I sit here she will come back and he will leave me alone... |
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| I can wait all day... |