Kitty sees a clowder, they are all in loafs
her tail is a shepherds crook
Eyes cannot linger too long
She must smell first, there is a procedure to follow
She moves languidly her fur grazing every surface
When she gets close she hovers her snout in the air
The clowder halts, hiss, and hide
Leaving kitty by herself
She feels a tickle below her chin
She crouches low
sticks her neck out and gags
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