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... his butt.
Not figuratively. Actual flames.
The blue-furred cat had built himself a little nest beside Shen An's bed, curling up contentedly until the morning sun's rays ignited his posterior. First came a small spark, then—whoosh!—Tom was reduced to a pile of ashes, leaving only his eyeballs intact. The two eyeballs looked at each other in confusion, as if pondering the unfairness of spontaneous feline combustion.
Jerry, alerted by the smell of charred cat, emerged from h ...
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