TheHeretic -> RE: Finding the cat (12/29/2013 7:40:34 PM)
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One of our favorite memories of my wolf-hybrid was the evening the wife got home from work, and couldn't find the kitten we'd adopted a few days before. She looked in all the corners and crevices our tiny little first home had, eventually getting me into the act, and neither of us could find her. Finally, I looked at the dog, who'd been sleeping in the middle of the loving room floor throughout the search, and asked him if he had eaten the kitten. He raised his head, and the kitten was sleeping, curled against his chest, between his front legs. Damn, I miss that dog hard sometimes.
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