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<h2>Catwalks!!!!!!! Meeeeoww...</h2>
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<div dir="auto">They may seem like commonplace things in wineries but here at Red Newt we are still getting used to the convenience. For only two harvests have we had the luxury of these feline named walkways, and boy do we like them. It certainly beats moving ten foot ladders around from tank to tank. Sadly only humans have had the honor of strutting their stuff on the catwalk ... On the catwalk ... Do a little dance on the catwalk.</div>
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<div dir="auto">- James (cellar rat afraid of cats)</div>
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