While we were away on Friday night, a bird managed to get in the house. Fergus found it and killed it. But not before dragging it all over the house (feathers everywhere as proof!). The bird was not the only casualty in the great cat battle - when he jumped down from the china cabinet, he landed on my antique table and broke one of my shelves (that belonged to Grandma and Grandpa Keller).
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