I am Ringo the fierce, hunting in the great wild. . .*
Hi Ringo!
Aw mom, you ruined my hunting session!
*His great wild adventure was a few minutes supervised session in the back yard.
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Ringo, don't worry...I'll always think of you as a mighty hunter!
Ringo sounds like about as much of a hunter as me!
Love it!
I thought you were a lion :)
Nice to see you outside Ringo!
Moms always blow our cover! Don't they understand the seriousness of the threat? ~Bear Cat
It's annoying when mums come along and spoil things, isn't it.
That's the safest way to hunt!
Oh Ringo, it may have been brief and supervised, but at least you got your moment of hunting in.
You are a brave brave kitty to be out in the wild
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