My old spookhouse cat has two names , one for public consumpsion and his actual sort of calling.
We call him "Mister Tuxedo" because he wears a black and white tuxedo everyday, but he is actually "Gabrial, Angel of Death". I even saw him take on some fair-sized snakes sometimes!
One time he was in a face-off with another cat, somebody was going to bleed! I moved quickly toward them, hoping to startle the other cat into running away.
The other cat hit the gas, burnt rubber and was moving fast away, Mr. Tuxedo also accellerated way too fast to notice he was about to ram his head into the end of a 40 foot extension ladder laying there. His skull cracked the ladder, moving it , he shook it off and returned to the chase!
I couldn't believe it!
I have used his photograph and likeness in drawings for many years in ads for my house, and on Ravens Grin Tee-shirts, he has his own fan club, he used to be part of my kitchen routine too! He's retired now, he sleeps alot...I'm so jealous!

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