It Was Discovered at 10:49 AM
Erika Sauter
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Argh! So yesterday I came home to a bird sat on the telphone pole screeching like crazy while Tiger paced round the garden with his friend in his mouth, waiting to greet me. The bird was clearly traumatised that it didn’t stop screeching for the next two hours. So Tiger ate his brother and left his feet on our doorstep..

Totally reminded me of this

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