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Dimishing
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As the sun began to set, Whiskers felt a bit tired from all the fun. He returned home, where his owner, old Mr. Jenkins, was waiting with a bowl of tuna. “You’ve had quite the day, haven’t you?” Mr. Jenkins chuckled, noticing the flour still dusting Whiskers’ fur.
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