There are two orange cats who climb up on my balcony. One has a white tail and tags, and dances on the rail. The other is tagless, and looks sad and cold in the snow...and he and Smokey growl at each other through the window, so I can't bring him in even if he didn't run away when I open the door. Not to mention I don't need a third cat--I didn'
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