I'm cat-sitting. My landlord's teen-age (on a cat schedule) kitten will be staying here for a week. And it's snowing outside. So she comes in, climbs on me, shakes off the snow onto my face, goes to eat a bit, then cuddles up in my best chair until she's dry. Then she asks to be let out again to play in the wonderful snow.
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| Meet Corsa. Long-haired and fluffy; a perfect coat for snowy weather. |
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| "What big teeth you have!" |
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| At least Chia prefers the rain to the snow. She's staying warm and dry. And keeps her tail tucked in because Corsa attacks it if it dangles. |
