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January 02, 2005

Angel Hunter

Angel Hunter

My oldest son is the 'Name-Giver' of kittens in my small tribe. This little kitten was christened 'Butter Nut' (we may never know why). Kittens make great Christmas decorations; of course they are jealous ornaments and usually chase the others away.

Christmas tree tops are his hunting ground. The mighty Butter Nut stalks his divine prey --porcelain angels with motorized wings. Once he throws them to the floor he meows in triumph! After all, angels are nothing more than birds that have forgotten their place in the food chain --so says Butter Nut.

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