Page 27 - Tomcats in Paradise
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“I’ve had it with scraps and rotten carcasses!” growled Levi, to no
one at all—he enjoyed the sound of his own voice; it did make his
often trivial thoughts much more impressive, lack of listeners
notwithstanding. “No, it’s time for something natural, wholesome
and good. I’m going hunting out in the forest!”
Tail erect, he strode purposefully into the run-down city park two
blocks from the alley.
