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Originally Posted by Moli
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hes got the snotty arrogant look on his face,but ive seen him going down a bin sack in the street,also where we used to live there was a bulilding site acroos the road,and barnaby every morning with out fail would pick his way throught the site to the tea hut and there he had bacon and sasages
all the workmen loved him, and then he would go into a empty house and have a morning nap,the workmen wouldnt shoo him out,he had them wrapped round his little claw
hes such a con cat