Long ago where legends descend upon the spool of time prowled the very first Tabby, this animal walked among the greatest people, no, not the gold-clad Egyptians, not the militaristic warmongering Assyrians, and not the garden keepers of Babylonia either, but this incredible cat crept through the streets of Bethlehem, always swatting mice and rats like a desert assassin.
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