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Hello, Kittens.

The black-and-white boy cat shows up and asks if the fluffy calico's black-and-white kittens are his. The fluffy calico says, "No, they're mine." The black-and-white cat says, "Hmm," as a orange tabby kitten much like the ones the white tiger cat made chomps on his tail.

I could be wrong, but this black-and-white cat only comes around once in a while, and now there are two black-and-white kittens following the fluffy calico around. The third was like seeing a ghost. A cute little fuzzy ghost. Could my Siberian tiger friend I haven’t seen in 11 weeks be the kitten-daddy? I don’t know. These three are terrified of us. Not even food is doing the trick to get them to come over.