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Angel Puss is Back!!

Look who's back home! Angel Puss was adopted out a couple of weeks ago, but her owner is on vacation so I took her back in for a few days. She's (the kitten) is loving being back with her brothers. They've been playing like crazy and having such fun. I still need to convince this woman that she needs to take a sibling with her when she picks up Angel Puss. We don't want any lonely kittens, now do we?

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  1. That is so true.
    A lonely puss is a sour puss.
    It's way more fun if there are two of them to roll around on the bed or on the floor to play with big soft balls of yarn.
    But then again kittens also love to play with fun rubbery squeak toys every so often.
    Prrrrrrfect.

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  2. I think I'll just toss another kitty into the crate when she comes to pick up Angel Puss.

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  3. Or you could follow Steve Martin's lead and take up . . . . . . . . CAT JUGGLING!

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