The winds were very strong this evening, not appealing for a little cat with past life memories of being Mary Poppins, so looking out for her best interests, i offered a different route through the wind protected mango forest beside. she asked to be carried and together we entered the majestic mango forest. on our way we heard a rustle in the bushes, loud enough to be a large feral cat or even a small dog.
She squirmed to jump out of my arms but i held tight, her protectress (sic) i am. i shone the light of the flashlight toward where the noise came from. i still couldn't make out what it was and it continued its rustling in the bushes, when all of a sudden it spread its wings, and the white owl took flight off through the trees and into the night.
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