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an old black cat that Lenny was
sure was possessed with something,
perhaps it was the same stuff Mrs.
Beaton drank.
Whatever it was, on the night
Lenny cut through the yard, the cat
was waiting for him. It had climbed
the gatepost, and when Lenny went
through in the dark, the cat
launched out at him like a panther
coming out of a jungle canopy.
Lenny barely knew what hit him as
he was knocked to the ground with
the hissing, snarling little beast on
him. He was still trying to fend it
off and make a break for it when
Mrs. Beaton came flying out of her
house, swinging her broom like a
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