Franci goes up to da attick to look fur owld cwose to dwess da skair cwows in. She goes offur to a twunk in da cornur an oopens it. unner neaf a shelf she finds wots an wots uf owld cwose. She stwarts pwullin dem owt an sorting thwoo dem, sitting some aside to use. Her ears stwart to twitch as she sorts Da fur on da bak uf hur neck stwarts to bwissul. She sthops to lissen.
"Wat's dat?" she meows. "Ish sumbody der?" She wooks nurfushly offur hur shoulder, but shees nuffin. She fwicks hur tayul an shakes hur head a bit. Den desides she gots nuff cwose fur da skaircwows an heads downstairs to da comfurt uf da lites an fwirepwaces....
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