140 words by Rachel

Hangover FIF and the pigeon

On my 9th birthday, my parents allowed me to choose a cat or a dog. I wanted a dog because a friend had a dog. It became a cat because it did not need to be walked. It turned out to be a cute red and white kitten from my grandma's nest of acquaintances.

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een leuke bijdrage.