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Story about a Wet Kitten, Part 1
I came with news, my dears!
Yesterday we had such a downpour that branches fell from the trees, and huge raindrops hit the face no worse than people specially trained for that. I ran out to the backyard to check on the kittens, whether they had all hidden and were okay. But the rain poured so suddenly that I stepped out without glasses.
I see: on the fence sits a wet black kitten, water streaming off it. I rush to it, grab... and already in my hands I realize that the “kitten” looks somehow not as it should. But the rain intensified and there was no time to think at all – I dragged it home. In the end the kitten is in shock
I’m in shock
And Mom almost threw both of us out the door, because why the heck am I dragging all sorts of nastiness home?! Ugh‑ugh!!
Meanwhile the fake cat was initially scared of me. But as soon as a piece of breast meat hit his beak, he relaxed, flopped in my hand and... naturally purred! And then he got downright cheeky and demanded a continuation of the feast:
By evening the guy dried up, came to his senses and started looking like a decent young man. I carried him to a nearby tree and released him. Seems he was satisfied...
To be continued...
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