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Feline capers good for a laugh

My cats know the exact moment that the dogs leave my house for their trip home.

Up the stairs from the basement they barrel like steaming locomotives to form a synchronized three-abreast perch on the porch windowsill, where they watch attentively as their canine nemeses jump into the cab of my boyfriend’s truck.

After the truck leaves the driveway, the cats pile three-high—with eyes as big as saucers—in front of the kitchen door and clamour to get in before one of the dogs shows up again.

It’s hilarious.

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