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Cat spat out a baby bird deader than a drunk's promised word broken from the maw only a little blood, no more. Could've cried a little as I scooped it up from the door into a dandoline dust pan before the kids saw. The cat did what cats do I wasn't angry with it as it pawed my ankle expectantly seeking a reward
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May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 8:04 PM UTC
Before the kids saw
Cat spat out a baby bird deader than a drunk's promised word broken from the maw only a little blood, no more. Could've cried a little as I scooped it up from the door into a dandoline dust pan before the kids saw. The cat did what cats do I wasn't angry with it as it pawed my ankle expectantly seeking a reward
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May 17, 2020
May 17, 2020 at 8:04 PM UTC
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