Swirls
The Lap Lady says I was "cow-licked" and I have the mark on my chest. This must be before I can remember because I blocked out the horrible thought. I mean, cows are like vishus deer aren't they? To think it licked me and I lived to tell about it. Anyway....here is the mark. Pretty crazy isn't it? The Lap Lady likes to kiss it. 
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It's no wunder yoo can't remember the cow likking yoo -- it was probly so trawmatik yoo blokt owt the memory. Maybe that ixplanes why yoo yowl so lowd win yoo go owtside. Have yoo thot of going to therupeey to rezolve theeze ishooz?
That must be a traumatic kittenhood experience. I'm glad you can't 'member.
My Mommy wants to kiss your swirls too.
I know, that's probably the reason I don't want to go outside! You should be my therapist Skeezix, you seem to get to the bottom of stuff really fast.
Oh no wonder you can't remember if it was a big ole cow... I bet it's trauma amnesia or something.
wow, being licked by a cow- that must haf been horrible and we would haf blocked it out too
Oh that is very impressive. Our Meowmie also got licked by a cow. But hers did not turn our as cool as yours. It just makes her hair stand straight up in the air!
ooooh, that's charming. I want to kiss it too.
It's very pretty, even if a cow did lick you!
Wow, that's really neat looking. Sorry about the cow though.
It's a very pretty mark....even if it did get there because of a cow!
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