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Knoxville, Tennessee

Chemist

Once upon a time there was a cat named P-cat. He had orange stripes and was quite large and handsome. P-cat reigned supreme over the area between first and third avenues in Terrasse Vaudreuil. He had many tricks to keep himself fit and well fed. P-cat bounced around the neighbourhood and managed to look quite thin at times; people fed him because they liked him to stop by to say hello. We have so many stories of P-cat: P-cat and the German Sheppard; P-cat and the orange kittens; P-cat the vampire cat; P-cat and the little fluffy white dog; P-cat and the fireplace; P-cat and Jo's shirt; P-cat and the hot chimney...We remember our childhood through the lens of the life of a beloved pet and we