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I still remember the day I had my fluffy orange kitty mommas…. The very first day…. She emediatly ran to the basement. And after a week my mom was threatening to get rid of her cuz she still hasn’t come out… so I told my step dad to lift up the bed. And every week for a month I would grab her. Hold her for a bit. Let her know she was safe. And then let her go again. Then leave her alone. She finally started to warm up to me and realise she wasn’t in danger. And she fallowed me around EVERYWHERE
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