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<title>Baby's Adventures in Scouting</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:10:32 PST</pubDate>
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		<title>Monsters in the Slippers</title>
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				<pubdate>Fri, 12 Aug 2005 16:48:09 PDT</pubdate>
		<author>Scout ~ writing at catster.com</author>
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		<description>Last night I was headed to bed after my usually crunchy snack and sip of water (Fresh from the fauce ...</description>

		<content:encoded><![CDATA[ Last night I was headed to bed after my usually crunchy snack and sip of water (Fresh from the faucet of course; you think I would drink that stuff stale?), when something terrible happened.
I was just sitting on my favorite book, The Ultimate Book of Cats, and enjoying odors from the armpits of my mother's boyfriend’s dirty shirt (I am a connoisseur of odors.) when I decided to try a sniff from his slippers. To my horror I discovered the foulest beast of all, a Nasty Orange-Bellied Odorous Demon Yak (NOBODY for short) had moved into the right slipper and was making itself comfortable for the night.

Naturally, my mother being a mere human, is unable to see these sorts of monstrosities. So it is always up to me to bravely defend her and our home. I proceeded to grasp the slipper firmly in my forepaws and rend with my teeth, while kicking the stuffing out of it - the NOBODY I mean - of course I wouldn't kick the stuffing out of the slippers - much!

Well that dislodged the vicious squatter. However, he was not fully deterred until I chased him around the bedroom for another fifteen minutes, while slapping a few objects off the dresser in his general direction.

Finally, I was able to sleep soundly, knowing my mother was safe. It was all in an evening's work.]]></content:encoded>
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