Here is a picture of me looking disgusted at the McLoon. She says I have no predatory instinct. It is of of politeness that I do not leap on her and bite her nose off. I am always being asked to stalk her victims. I do not want to stalk her victims. I do not want to be fixed with a tracker, I am through with the McLoons. My whiskers are hanging down, the sign of a mistreated cat kept in all day and fed badly.
Yesterday she made me sniff out her new kitchen for new suspects.
McLoon.
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