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So I have a silly cat named Ace. He popped up out of no where and was/still is very large.
So a lot of people consider their cats to be "baller, shot-caller" (Yes, I am upset I used that phrase. Thank you for asking). I have a reason to. Ace is the bomb diggity. Honestly! He knows his name, hunts like a pro, knows how to open doors, and has lived through so many fights without a mark on him. The best part? He's a SHE. We just found out this information last year. Why couldn't we tell? I have no idea.
Ace obviously loves me the most. He once captured a bird, put it in our garage, and when I forced him to get rid of it, he turned and picked up the bird, no problem! He listens to me and only me. How kind is that? Not so kind for the bird. R.I.P. Bird.
As a flashback, he used to be really chubby. His belly sagged. He once left my room while this Subway commercial was playing and his belly wobbled to the beat of the music in that advertisement.
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