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When Monk is in the kitchen getting his coke for his chocolate cake, making for a delightfully smashing breakfast, he sees the little gray cat looking at him from the patio, practically pressed agains the sliding door.
If Monk were living alone and there was no more Bo, he might have let the cat inside to enjoy a little respite from the wintry weather, and rustle up some tasty nourishment for the feline, in exchange for its cute and charming company, giving the cat an opportunity to charm him into becoming one of its regular neighborhood providers. It might have been nice.
Instead, Monk just shoos it away like an irritating dream that his threatening his slumber.
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When Monk is in the kitchen getting his coke for his chocolate cake, making for a delightfully smashing breakfast, he sees the little gray cat looking at him from the patio, practically pressed agains the sliding door.
If Monk were living alone and there was no more Bo, he might have let the cat inside to enjoy a little respite from the wintry weather, and rustle up some tasty nourishment for the feline, in exchange for its cute and charming company, giving the cat an opportunity to charm him into becoming one of its regular neighborhood providers. It might have been nice.
Instead, Monk just shoos it away like an irritating dream that his threatening his slumber.
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