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Our black cat has come on wonderfully this Christmas. Instead of
running in blind panic to the absolute limit of his territory (three
back gardens away on the edge of a shed roof), he now slink runs as
far as the bottom of our own back garden only.
The cause of the panic is Christmas. Or, in particular, Christmas
visitors.
Black Cat doesn't like visitors. It goes against Routine.
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