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Daisy
Oct 9, 2005 15:50:48 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 9, 2005 15:50:48 GMT -5
Daisy walked slowly over the fence post. Then she sat down and waited for someone to talk to.
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Daisy
Oct 9, 2005 16:17:18 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 9, 2005 16:17:18 GMT -5
Beatrice slowly and sadly walked up to her. "Hi." she said digectedly
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Daisy
Oct 9, 2005 16:45:52 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 9, 2005 16:45:52 GMT -5
"Hi. What's your name?" Daisy asked cheerfully. Then she saddened as she relized the cat was not happy.
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Daisy
Oct 9, 2005 16:46:39 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 9, 2005 16:46:39 GMT -5
"Beatrice."
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Daisy
Oct 9, 2005 16:54:15 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 9, 2005 16:54:15 GMT -5
"Mine's Daisy." Daisy said.
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Daisy
Oct 9, 2005 17:31:52 GMT -5
Post by cinder not on on Oct 9, 2005 17:31:52 GMT -5
"Oh. Nice to meet you." said beatrice, thouroghly depressed.
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Daisy
Oct 10, 2005 19:17:13 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 10, 2005 19:17:13 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you but why are you so sad?" Daisy asked her.
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Daisy
Oct 11, 2005 18:14:06 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 11, 2005 18:14:06 GMT -5
"Is there any way I could help you get happy again?" Daisy asked. She didn't like it when cats where sad around her. She had always tried to see things in a good way. For that Daisy thought most cats thought that she was wierd. She felt like she didn't belong in her old place and thought that the move was a good thing. Now she seemed to be back where she started from.
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Daisy
Oct 15, 2005 18:13:54 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 15, 2005 18:13:54 GMT -5
"I will help to make you happy again because I can sense your a good cat." Daisy said.
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Daisy
Oct 18, 2005 20:04:37 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 18, 2005 20:04:37 GMT -5
"My-- my kit ran away! She hates me!" In speaking these words, beatrice finilly realized what had happened. She started to wail so loudly that two-legs thought the two cats were fighting.
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Daisy
Oct 19, 2005 6:48:47 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 19, 2005 6:48:47 GMT -5
Daisy's fur bristled because of starlement as the two-legs came out of thier nest. "Oh no. I'm going to have to go to the Cutter." Daisy said. "I'll try to help you."
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Daisy
Oct 21, 2005 19:24:54 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 21, 2005 19:24:54 GMT -5
OOC: you can be in more than 1 place at a time... and you most likly wouldn't want to go!
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Daisy
Oct 21, 2005 19:27:35 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 21, 2005 19:27:35 GMT -5
OCC: I thought the Cutter was the vet. Daisy's Twolegs take her to the vet for rgulare check- ups when they here cat fight.
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Daisy
Oct 21, 2005 19:49:43 GMT -5
Post by //Cindy// l u n a on Oct 21, 2005 19:49:43 GMT -5
OOC: oh! I get it now...
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Daisy
Oct 21, 2005 19:51:29 GMT -5
Post by dapplefur on Oct 21, 2005 19:51:29 GMT -5
OCC: yeah
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