Evidence

In the back, in the corner, behind the compost bin, behind the pile of walnut leaves, under the branches of the hackberry tree, out of plain view, behind the safety of the chain link fence that keeps the barking dog at bay, a cat hangs out.

A cat hangs out there sometimes: white and black and grey, with a battle-worn look and a short bob-tail.

In the back, in the corner, in the shade of the hackberry tree, behind the leaves and compose pile, a flurry of feathers lies on the ground. The cat was there. And once upon a time, a bird was, too.

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