I sniffed lots of things.
I sniffed the grass.
I sniffed bushes.
I sniffed stones.
Then I sniffed a stick and it had another cat's scent on it.
This wasn't good.
Who had been in my territory?
Who had rubbed against it?
I would reclaim this stick as mine.
I wiped my face on it.
It still smelt of another cat.
I wiped my face on it.
It still smelt of another cat.
I wiped my face on it.
It still smelt of another cat.
I wiped my face on it.
It still smelt of another cat.
I wiped my face on it.
It smelt of me.
I came back indoors.
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