Where are they?
Where are they?
I know they’re around here somewhere.
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Maybe under here.
They must be somewhere else.
I’ll find those cats.
You know what those cats did to me?
They tied me up in dog jail.
And I was stuck there all day.
All day!
I’ll get those cats if it’s the last thing I do.
And when I find them I’m giving them what for.
They deserve every bit of it.
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Those cats are nowhere to be found.
Guess I’ll take a break.
I don’t believe it.
Normally I can’t get rid of those cats.
But now that I want to find them they don’t seem to be anywhere.
I’d better get some help.
Hey person, I’m worried about those cats.
We’d better track them down.
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