Warum?
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Last published Sun, Mar 3, 2024
Zwei Katzenstimmen, die einander nicht kennen.
Zwei Katzenstimmen, die einander lieben und respektieren.
Zwei Katzenstimmen, die sich die Welt versuchen zu erklären.
Zwei junge Katzen treffen sich an der Grenze.
Sagt die eine: "Warum bist du hier?"
Die andere: "Das ist Clanterritorium."
Und so beginnt eine wundervolle Geschichte, bestehend aus Weisheit, garniert mit Humor und ab und zu gewürzt mit einer Prise Trauer.
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