The Kat Killing thread
IBTL.
I'm gonna pull out my copy of the "Man Eaters of Koumon" and relive my short duty as official feline dispatch officer for the Urban Coop of Homing Pigeons, wherefrom one less ball bearing moustrap emerged under it's own power to warm it's regal coat in the light of day.
The acid sweat...
...natives with machetes.
...knowing the job needed to be finished, or its bloodthirsty spee would continue....
..on it haunches...
ready to pounce...
Nonmortal yet crippling shoulder shots...
...seemingly unscathed by the spire point solids....
Blood curdling roar!!!
Dropped inches from my boots.
As the cop told my granny in 1955 - "Keep yer cats to home."