by Pauline Dewberry
Little Max was a beautiful fluffy black cat
with enormous eyes in a small face. I first noticed him when he began coming through our cat flap to avail himself of the seven bowls of cat food
that were spread throughout the kitchen.
He never said anything to anyone. He just ate and moved on. Then he would return later in the day for a repeat performance.
There was just one thing that bothered me about little Max – he was so fat I thought he was a female and was pregnant.
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