The call of the wild

There's this cat in our building.
Some of the neighbor kids told me her name is Sorte Mathilde (which translates into Black Mathilda), but that's almost too cool to be true.
Anyway, this cat has started stalking and chasing Lucifer when we're in the backyard, and she's even smaller than him.

There she is, stalking her prey like a panther
And Lucifer, my sweet boy, has developed this nervous tic; whenever she's around he'll start eating weedy plants and grass and leaves, almost as if he's trying to make her believe that he's a very busy little cow that means her no harm

My mom is taking Lucifer with her to Bisserup today, and i miss him already.

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