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Duck And Cover
But the cute little black and white kitten wasn't shredded to a soft furry pulp that day and so lived to see another sunrise.
The lanky man was not a predator, at least this appeared to be the case, and so the kitten ventured out one afternoon from under the relative safety of a New Orleans dance hall and into the trash heap in front of lanky man's house.
Lanky man would have been moved to a moment of eye moistened sentimentality if he had seen the kitten's wide-eyed wild stare, framed as it was by the random debris of urban renovation just outside the door of his modest dwelling. Instead, it was another one of those blink of an eye moments when what one sees is the result of an action one sets forth, and which can't be stopped: in this case the half empty cup of soft drink arching towards the exact spot where lay hidden the watchful feline, its cuteness at once and forever in rapid retreat into the bowels of debris.