A calico was looking in the window with a black cat. "Those cats are so lucky. They get all the royal treatment." Said the calico. "I agree, Callie." Said the black cat. "I know. We have to catch mice, birds, fish, and more all by ourselves. They get yummy-looking cat food brought to them, Smoke." Said Callie. Suddenly, Smoke whispered a plan in Callie's ear. "Yeah! Sounds like a good plan for surviving!" Said Callie. "Wait, wait. Look at this royal treatment." Said Smoke. They looked in the window and there was a kitty playing with a toy. "That sounds fun. All we get to play with are fish, birds, and mice. And they get TOYS. And look MORE royal treatment." Said Callie. "Ugh. Getting brought clean, fresh water that's been cleaned. All we get is water straight from a body of water, with litter and fish poop in it." Said Smokey. The two cats walked down the city sidewalk, going to a forest.
Author's Note: What do you think their plan is? You'll see very soon in the story.
I think they should to adopt a small family of humans.
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