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Alright folks. Show me your fighter. Today, mine's Cinder. Coming in at a lean mean 13 pounds, she's the length of a Cadillac and fuzzy like a slipper. Beware: KNIFE FINGERS.

Ben, about 60 pounds. Steals blankets at the speed of light, devours mini cucumbers in the tiniest daintiest bites, and revels in belly rubs.