Chapter One
Raven, you have safely landed on my roof for the very last time. Which means the next time your claws make a racket up there- it will be the last time they make a racket up there.
Chapter Two
Raven, I have thoroughly cleaned up the ole .22 long rifle in anticipation of hearing the clawing racket you make. It is chock full of bullets, even though I will only need one.
Chapter Three
Raven, your touch and go landing has only angered me more. This time, instead of having the gun on safety, and no bullet in the chamber- I now have it on safety, with a bullet in the chamber.
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