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The Kitten He picked up the bottlecap, as if it were a mouse. Carried it across the room, held loosely in his mouth. It dropped, he looked, his head cocked, hitting it with his paw, it moved, Suddenly like his kind, feline sense is tuned. |
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Awareness of a kitten, getting in touch with his purpose, especially viable when this kitten is ordained to the life of a house cat.
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