This is the lady who rescued me from that retched cage. 
She seems pretty nice. She keeps calling me weird names like “Pooh” and “Sasha.” My name is Cloe. It’s right there on the sign. But I guess I don’t mind. She probably can’t read. We’ll see what happens. I’m tired. I’m gonna take a nap. 
This is getting kinda scary. First they break me out of jail. Then this guy (featured below) takes me a way to this place. And then this lady shows up again.
Too much drama for now. I'm gonna take a nap.
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