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Mrs Servant doesn't buy me many presents - I usually get one a year, along with some cream. And today I got a brand new cable. It's just what I wanted because, firstly, I love chewing cables. And, secondly, my old one was a bit chewed out.
Mewsings of a London cat who enjoys tuna fish, sleeping, and living in Fulham
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