Not For The Faint Of Heart

[Mystic Wanderer]

That's nothing. You should have seen the three kittens I used to have. I had to keep an eye on the yellow one. He was the roughest, and he would get the others by the throat and I swear he was trying to kill them. He really wasn't; he just played much too rough.
He would eventually let go and the poor kitten would run off and hide for a bit, then it would come back and jump on him.