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The cat would sometimes walk around the block or three on the sidewalk with us. Sometimes he would turn back if it was too busy.
One day, we went way way down to the river and spent some time there in the woods. Good day.
There were other cats which came out to their lawn and did their turf thing.
On the last block home the cat would run ahead of us.
I'd give him about halfway there head start.
After strict heel across the street I'd whisper to dog "Where's the kitty?" and let him off the leash.
[initiate: Full Beagle mode] ArArArArArAr.
Dog would catch up and give kitty a sniff.
That cat was once so gentle to him as a wild young pup.
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Meanwhile other things are still happening.
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