Cecil is a sweet cat. He looks so tough, but he wouldn't harm a mouse. He has a habit of slipping outside in the late afternoon and heading down the street to a backyard where the owner puts out food. It's not the healthy organic food we eat. The keeper has broken up more than one party there. The other night Cecil was late in returning and he snuck in without his collar. He is not talking about what happened. The keeper was angry, so she grounded him. He spent yesterday howling and wanted to post a note saying he was being held prisoner against his will. I wouldn't let him. I lost my collar once in a fight and have been less adventurous since then.
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