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When cat nip incites play that elicits a litany of scratches and me-ows, Greek kits, then, rub selves upon dittany before falling into dreams teemed with mouse.

Within the sheriffwick, she riffs, wicking remaining moisture from her hair as she hums new lyrics—‘Rocks Anne’—to the Police’s ‘Roxanne’. ; )

After feelings were clapperclawed, forgiveness came for loved pair flawed—by closing gap formerly broad.

Once tossed bread bits have soaked up enough river to turn their neshness just right, duckies will, with feathery fervour, mushy morsels bite. ; )