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I was packing my bike for this mornings commute when I heard one of my squirrels chatting furiously. Then I heard another high-pitched tiny scream when I decided it’s probably best to open my garage door.

I walked out to my front lawn when I saw that shit cat sitting on my side walk just staring at me. I yelled at it to scat and walked over to where she had been sitting.

And there was one of my baby squirrels lying on his back, breathing hard & heavy. I looked at him and didn’t see any blood or anything so I ran back in to get a box to put him in. When I came back out he was still lying there and I asked him if he was okay…two seconds later he flipped over and bolted to the tree, all the way up and jumped in my Italian cypress.

I think he’s okay; but, my entire morning ride in all I could hear was his little tiny screams. Fucking cats. I know they gotta do what they do but they AIN’T gonna do it on my property.