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Masterwork Bastard
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My cat, who truly was the equivalent of three feline biker gangs, once brought me a dog. I shit you not, he actually killed and dragged a small dog home. I think it was some kid's. I kept quiet as hell about it.
Kitty was a great cat. He was kinda psychotic though, what with the abusive previous owner and living in the wild for some time. I was around five when I got him, and we were best buddies ever since. He came when I called, no matter how far he was, and he only sometimes freaked the fuck out and bodyslammed against walls.
He died when he refused to make way for a speeding car. But he was a damn good pest killer, too, killed them without even paying attention to the corpses. I counted some dozen and a half mice and voles when we were at the summer cottage one day.
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