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RE: The lost boys

in #catsofsteemit6 years ago

In childhood, in the summer I lived with my grandmother. She had a big shaggy cat at home. We became friends very much. When I arrived the next summer, he immediately remembered jumped into my arms. I constantly played with him. When he caught rats or mice, he always brought them to the entrance of the house and showed his prey

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Cats are great friends to have