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There were three new cats on my route to the bus stop this morning. One was a ginger-and-white streak of lightning, in and out of gardens on the other side of the road. One was a smoky grey cat, sitting watchfully between a shrub and the street sign. The last one was a small black cat near my bus stop, with short thick fur and eyes the colour of new apple-mint. It meowed at me imperiously and allowed me to tickle it behind the ears before the bus arrived.