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February 08, 2005

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dugh

Eegads. I thought my cat was the only one that played fetch. Toss the cat dancer down the hall and she'll bring it back everytime. Sometimes she drops it at my feet expecting to play. Sometimes if you ignore her and walk away she'll follow you with it in her mouth and drop at at your feet where ever you stop.

Maybe this is a more common phenomena than I thought?

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