Felinious Goshdoggery

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Like a tiger in the night. She’s got leopard skin shadows. Like a lion in the light. She smells like a jaguar. Run run run. She’s a panther lady. Her fur is waxed fantastic. Beige and black and gold and mottled. She licks it clean, smooths her emotions, purrs as she sips a glass of sparkling wine. What’s the verdict, lady? She gives it 7 lives outta 9. She’s a wondercat feline fanged being beyond simple meow meow. Where did she go? Where did she get to? Nobody knows. She’s on her own in the big, big city.

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