The
poor cat
Once
his master saw him
He
ran out to hide
He
turned up at night
This
morning he isn't himself
He
never waits at the main door
He
never shows me he wants his food
He
sits there looking sickly
I
try to tempt him with food
He
just looks at it and ignore
A
while later he goes over the fence
I
don't see the cat return to snooze
Maybe
his master scolds him
He
is feeling bad or sad
Leaving
his favourite snoozing place
I
haven't seen him returning
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