Fezzik In Paris

Two Americans, three cats, and too many places named "de Gaulle"

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These kittens are crafty little bastards; one night after dinner, I somewhat randomly opened the door to find a kitten on the porch. He mewed, one thing led to another, and we found out that scheming little monsters like these can eat approximately a quarter of their estimated body weight in chicken.

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