![]() As if on cue, Alisha mewed sweet nothings to her adopted mistress and began licking Hetal’s ear, swollen to double its size now. That’s when the enormity of what happened last night hit her like a sharp claw. “Hat re Alisha, dhurr,” Hetal chided gamely, maternal love dripping from her doe-eyes as she nuzzled the feline her only true soul-mate in far away Cairo. ![]() The russet alley cat had playfully jumped onto her tummy from the windowsill.
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