"Killer" arrives. I was working on my Chevy S-10 pickup.

The one with the shot out window ( thank's Cheney for the hundred dollar hit), the one with a golf ball through the back window and I heard a screaming. I thought it was a bird. The smallest cat you could you could think of was screaming bloody murder. I gave it milk and water. I put in in a bowling bag and knocked on doors for a missing litter cat. No response.

Because of the cat's coloring if it survives it will be named Ginger.

I think this would be better for BelowTopSecret forum... might want to move it not quote conspiracy related.

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Haha cool. Why was the cat screaming? It was probably hungry.
How small was it? I had a dream last night of a cat the size of my hand.