I've always wanted a cat, but I was always allergic before. Now I have all the cats I could ever want. They seem to flock to me with this knowing look in their eyes. When I leave the house at least, one always slinks behind me in the shadows. My favourite one is kiwi who has a clumsy habit of banging her head aginst one unforeseen obstacle or another. She, unlike the others, talks to me with murrs and rrreows. I sometimes let her drape across my shoulders as I kick loose litter towards bins and stare into local shop windows. Other people don't seem to notice her when she's with me, but then people usually don't notice strays.
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