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One day, she broke her collar. We don’t Asking Alexandria Flail Art Prints shirt how, perhaps she was struggling to get through a gap and it snagged on a nail. But the elastic section did its job and broke, making sure that she didn’t get trapped. The first we knew about this was when she rushed to the back door meowing urgently, the collar in her mouth, and laid it on the back mat. That was the first time.
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Aventually I gave up, and Asking Alexandria Flail Art Prints shirt out of bed, as he ran to the bedroom door, paused, looked back at me, and waited until I followed him. Eventually, he got me to the French doors in the living room, where he sat, looking at me and then at the light switch, until I turned the light on to illuminate the patio outside. There his baby kitty sister was sitting, in the rain, not coming into the house. I called her, but she just looked at me, until I opened the door, and picked her up. Although she was purring madly, her leg was swinging oddly, and it was obviously badly broken. I pushed her gently into a basket, pulled my clothes on, and called for a taxi to take me to the emergency vet.