Violence in the Night

'Tis a tale of Violence in the Night.
Fire, Smoke and alas, Death.

It is a well known fact, that around here, when nature calls, it means time for some fresh air. As The Fuzz was sleeping away, unconcerned with the cares of this world, His Sweetie was hearing that unmistakable "Call of Nature". And so she arose to take care of things.

Wilst she was about her buisness, the Mama Cat, (you may remember the cat with the kittens) wanted to go out for a midnight snack. We often leave some krunchies out there for the Kittycats. The problem with that of course, is every one else wants to get in on things.

Well in this case, as Mama Cat approached her snack, "someone else" jumped on her. As the fur settled, The Fuzz's Sweetie stepped out in the yard to check on the many cats that live around here. As the Kitties approached, one seemed a little odd, and even made a short rush at her in the dark. This was when she realized it weren't no Kitty. This was also when The Fuzz became involved.

The Fuzz has become a little hard of hearing lately, so she had to get him up herself. Once he was cognoscente, and the situation was explained, he rose and armed himself.

With His Sweetie armed with a spotlight, and his own selection in hand, they ventured out into the night. The trouble maker took refuge beneath an automobile, and then beneath "The Bus". (Which we may discuss in the future) The Fuzz's Sweetie can still hear, and so was able to keep tract of the critter till it foolishly emerged. But now it stood next to the Son's Kayak. Once more The Fuzz was stymied. But then this foolish creature stepped away from this valuable craft, (a fatal mistake) and immediately absorbed about an ounce of highly poisonous lead.

The Fuzz is not normally a violent person, but there are times when he will resort to such. He once shot a Possum that ventured into his bed chamber and looked His Sweetie in the eye in the dead of night. In that case, a small caliber handgun was sufficient.

This was an unfortunate affair, but as Fezzik, the Giant, pointed out, "People in masks cannot be trusted".