[LibertarianLiz]

I recently saw an eagle in our area (suburb of Seattle) grab a cat. Man, that cat was putting up a fight. It was a large cat and it looked like the eagle was actually having problems getting airborne because of the weight. He managed to get the cat across the street, where I had stopped my car, and into the large yard. It was weird to watch.

Anyway, I had told my hubby about it and then, about a week later, we get an email from our homeowners association and in there is a request from a woman who lives in the association, asking if anyone had seen her cat. There was a link, and when I hit it the picture of her cat, the color of it, just triggered my brain and it went right to the eagle vs cat that I had witnessed. I thought about it and decided that I did not want to be the person to tell this woman that an eagle ate her cat.

[ETL]

Tough way to go. Eaten alive.

[Billthedrill]

I thought about it and decided that I did not want to be the person to tell this woman that an eagle ate her cat.

Oh, yeah. We're almost at Memorial Day, when the Summer People inundate my neighborhood, which is a major eagle playground. Give it a week and the notices will begin to appear in the Post Office - "Missing Pet", usually with a bit of text indicating that Fluffy has run away. Nobody has the heart to tell them that Fluffy was someone's breakfast. Last year it was a teacup Pomeranian, f'Petessake. Its name wasn't Hors d'Oeuvre but it might as well have been.