Féodor Comes To Stay

Once upon a time, Hester went to the shops and saw a floppy black cat reclining in a basket on a shelf.

"Oh. Hello." said Hester.

"mehhhh." said Féodor, and flopped over dramatically.

The start of a beautiful friendship!

"So," Hester asked, "what's your name?"

"I'm Féodor," he said, "and I'm French."

"... are you sure? You don't sound very French."

"The details are irrelevant."

After only a few days, Féodor had completely taken over Hester's house (and her life), and they knew that they would be friends forever.

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