by
Jessica
he slender grey cat stepped out into the cool night's air. Nothing was moving except him, nothing was making a sound. His soft paws enabled him to creep silently and quickly away from the house and over to the dustbins, where all his friends would gather."Hey, Hector! Come and join us!" cried his friend Thomas, who was already at the dustbins. Poppy, the Maine Coon cat walked out from behind the metal dustbins to meow a hello to Hector. "So what delicacies do we have to eat today?" said Hector, licking his lips. "Well, there's fish heads, scraps of meat, and a chicken leg!" said Thomas, waving his paw towards the food. "Much better than the tinned stuff that my owners feed me." said Hector, making his way towards the food. All the cats who lived in Yewberry Avenue came to meet their feline friends at the dustbins, and their owners didn't suspect that their beloved cats escaped from their houses to have a fun time with their friends.
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