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Our white tom comes through the window, caked in red mud.

Me "Look at the colour of him!"

Wife "He's been fighting with the white cat."

Me "That is the white cat? laugh.png

Luckily he's got himself more or less clean. Without a suit of armour, I'm not washing him.

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Look at mine and you can actually feel the evil thoughts going on in that angelic little face.

I should know, i have the scars and vets bills to prove it!! I miss that bugger...

But on the other hand, he was the only cat i ever had who was scared if you wiggled your toes under the bed clothes!!!

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