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I looked about, expecting to see a dead body and there's Miss Kitty. Sitting by the front door licking her paw with a big white feather stuck in her collar.
Nobody messes with Miss Kitty! Nobody!
I never did find that bird. I guess it barely escaped with its life. Man I wish I'd seen Miss Kitty scrapping down with a blue jay. That would have been sweet.