My Saviour Cat
- LECTURES 30
- Votes 5
- Chapitres 2
En cours d'écriture<5 mins
Dernière publication lun., juin 22, 2015
When I was a kid my parents got me a cat and I named her Corkey. She was abandoned and torchered as a kitten. she is a short haired cat mixed with something else. She has no tail and brain damage but she is smart, intelligent and just a little confused on what she is.
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