Creeping along the fence Purdy watched the house carefully.
Any sign of life and she'd be off, they'd never catch her.
Stealthily she made her way round the garden.
She didn't see the shadow at the open window
but she felt the sting as the pellet hit.
They didn't like cats in their garden here.
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