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Betty couldn't tear her eyes away as April gratefully lapped up the last of her supper, still managing to cover her whiskers, and the floor in many tiny flecks of fresh milk.

"I still don't understand; How Irma, of all people managed to do this.  And why?  I thought you too were best friends!"

April licked at her swollen lips and used her long tongue to scrape the back of her furred paws clean.

The word came as a low, curious rumble

"Frrrriendrrooaw?"


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