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  <title>pass the cream</title>
  <subtitle>tigger's life</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-06-07T18:18:37Z</updated>
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    <title>fatty_catty @ 2008-06-07T14:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-07T18:18:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-07T18:18:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;so sad... one of the kittens died. &lt;br /&gt;well death it's self isn't so bad...but the way you die can be good or bad and this was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kittens were running around on the floor when the kid stood up to go somewhere. i guess he didn't see the little one because there was a nerve piercing CRUNCH * shudders* little thing was bleeding from the mouth. and flailing about. mom came out grabbed a towel&amp;nbsp; and scooped the whole thing up. seconds later kit was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kid freaked out. yelling and crying, banging his head on the wall. and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kit is resting with the others now. &lt;br /&gt;shit they get to be outside. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>1st catty entry,</title>
    <published>2008-05-25T18:39:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-25T18:39:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;damn kittens. they keep falling asleep on me and then they wake me up from a completely wonderful nap.&lt;br /&gt;then the other two guys (pip and haru) get fighting. that's kinda fun since i haven't been able to do that when my best friend tippy died a few months after we moved into the new place. i miss that crazy hairball. &lt;br /&gt;now there are even more of those fluffy things hiding under the human's bed. and i get to kitten sit once in a while. they're ok just tiny little fluffy terrors.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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