she wur sad awl day yesfurday anz last nite, but dis mornin when mom anz Dad tawked softly to her, she meowed at dem, came to dere hands anz startid head-butting.

Sheba now tawkin: Whut happined? Whare is myne mom? Ize duzint knows dese new peeps heer in dis strange place, but dey r kind to me. I miss myne mom, tho. *tears anz meowin pitifully*

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