My first pet was named Kingdom. He ruled his domain with an iron claw, but I was his and he was mine. He was the smartest cat. We would play chase in the back yard. I would chase him, and then we would stop, and I would turn around and run and he would chase me. He would greet us and see us away from home on his perch on top of the roof. He would run upside down underneath the couch, while electric static shocks erupted from his thick black fur.
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