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the cat got out
freaking cat thinks it's an outdoor cat now. The wife says to me after dinner "where's Oscar?...I saw a cat that looked just like him in the garden next door."....uuuuhhhh DUH he mustah got out I say.We look for him for three hours walking up and down the streets...no go...I'm thinking he's gone for good...really bummin out....then I look again out in the back yard and see him run right by me...the little basterd is messin with us!!!! The wife gets him close with some treats, grabs him...then he looses it and books from her grip...well he is hiding now,not sure what to do, he has no front claws so he can't fight, hope the little rat comes in....I left the cellar open (method of escape)
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