Upstairs in his apartment Janice was writing in her journal:
09:45 Buy a new cat.
Ali the cat was perched out of reach on top of the refrigerator. He beamed with joy. He stretched and flexed his claws. Then he sauntered past a weeping Janice to the food bowls. He cleaned them both and licked his pawed. Tyson had not merely been drop kicked but had been hurled into a tree.
Best day ever!
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