Look, I hereby expressly grant permission to Meru and Willow to eat my corpse should I die and no one finds me before the next scheduled meal time. What kind of cat parent would I be elsewise?
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Look, I hereby expressly grant permission to Meru and Willow to eat my corpse should I die and no one finds me before the next scheduled meal time. What kind of cat parent would I be elsewise?