Cats.. Cats.. The word repeated itself over and over, spinning freely inside a small marble implanted directly between Leanards toe – Johnathan was overjoyed, finally, Leonard stepped on the marble which had been waiting right there, on the carpet woven from cat hair. In-fact, Johnathan was the one who put the marble there, in the first place. Leonard on the other hand, had many a marble glued to his fingertips so another marble between the toe, didn’t quite bother him as much as the question why he had marbles glued to his fingers anyway. Johnathan, never really did ever figure out the fact that that wasn’t his own making, but he thought so anyway. With so many evil deeds, some would have to slip your mind pattern wouldn’t they?
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