This Purrfect Mystery

It all started with a meow. A peculiar call that echoed through the still night. Mrs. Jones, frowning, peeked out her window to find the source of the commotion: her devoted cat, Snowball, perched precariously on top of the tree. But this wasn't typical Midnight behavior. He was gazing fixedly at something in the night. Mrs. Jones, curious, couldn

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