No pets right now, but I once had a cat, named Wilma. I lived in a fourth floor and had all windows open in a warm summer day. Wilma was lying in a window shell and hissed to birds that were flying outside. Birds started to tease her, and that crazy cat got pissed off and jumped out of window.
She propably lost one life but luckily had 8 more so she was alive in the back yard but shaking violently. When I took her in my arms she shot all her claws in me and didn't let them off before we were back home and she was in her own bed. She never did it again, despite how much birds tried to tease her, lol!
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