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Leigh Ann has graciously loaned me a cat torture device---a set of reindeer antlers with a jingley bell attached.

Emma Carol was the first victim. This is the best of about 500 attempts.

Stay tuned for Henri (Comet/Vomit) and Ernesto (Dasher).




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