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Cats Superbowl Party

Downstairs: A well-dressed reveler arrives, as previous guests doff exo-togs at a handy hat rack.

Climbing a ladder to the second floor, partiers pile up on at least two chairs to watch the big game. I count at least a dozen there.

Snacks are on the third floor, and the board groans under these lavish provisions.

An attic room is provided for the kittens who would rather scuffle than spectate.

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