In the light of the full moon, I saw the cat sprawled on its back, its head twisted to one side, its four paws straight up in the air.Even from my bedroom window high above the ground, I recognized the cat.The cat named Rip.And I knew without going down there that I had killed it again.Killed it for a third time.
In the light of the full moon, I saw the cat sprawled on its back, its head twisted to one side, its four paws straight up in the air.Even from my bedroom window high above the ground, I recognized the cat.The cat named Rip.And I knew without going down there that I had killed it again.Killed it for a third time.