It was a sunny Wednesday afternoon, and Larry was perched atop a neighbor’s fence soaking in the rays when he decided to find himself something to do.
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He looked, eager, past the withering brush only to find no sign of movement–not even another cat.
The street was bare and so he started meowing in the hopes to find something, anyone to give him some love.
Larry’s ear twitched at an indistinct high-pitched sound echoing back to him from somewhere far out of view, down the street.
Larry’s curiosity raised as he repositioned himself to better hone his earing ability and peered down the street.
