my mum and dad were walking in the grave year(scary) with my dog and they came a cross a little black and white cat they could not go naear it because of my dog it was friendly the cat so we think it was left there to stave so they droped of the dog told me about it my mum go me to get the cat it was still there we picked it up and a time couple were walking there dog and we were walking home with a cat we told them we had found it and there asked if they called have it so we all so got it home for it. Harry the cat is a nice cat who is very cute :)
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