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oh yeah, he's not an actual race (his father was a persian cat and his mother just something stripey) but he's so sweet... every morning when he hears i'm waking up he sits down right in front of my bedroom door until i open it and squeaks to demand cuddles (he's been castrated a wee bit too early so his voice never changed, he still meows like a kitten). it's quite adorable to see this bog fluffy ball turning around and squeaking for attention!
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