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Originally Posted by Moejoe
It has begun: A Fly's Foot-fall
A tingle of whiskers. The pricking of ears. Somewhere, in the deep heart of Paris, a song was sung.
Zelda the cat jumped from her iron balcony-perch overlooking the street to find a song, the song that marked the tempo of this beating heart of a night....
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such descriptive narrative - i'm looking forward to this one ...
a tingle of whiskers .... yehhhaeheheee
the prickling of ears ......