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Puma Watch says: “When big cats were banned as pets in the 1970s, it was legal to release them into the countryside to avoid expensive rehoming costs. Taken by her doorbell camera, the grainy, night time video shows a large creature identified by some as ‘an adult puma’. ‘Puma’ sightings appear to be relatively common - three days ago it was reported that a woman in Scotland captured footage of a large black cat in her garden at night. You can read more by clicking or tapping here. Puma Watch adds that previous sightings of big cats on the Wirral include Willaston, Prenton, Bidston Hill and Burton Woods. Later that morning, Terry reported the sighting via Puma Watch’s online form. ‘I saw a large cat about the size of a German shepherd dog walking down the road. “He told Puma Watch: ‘I heard a cry like cats fighting. “After hearing the sound of cats fighting around 2 AM on Sunday 15th August, Terry looked and saw the ‘large’ creature on the street. Puma Watch reported today that the sighting was made by a gentleman called Terry. The eyewitness said he believed it could have been a puma, a type of cat also known as a cougar or panther. "But you gots to keep it for real, forget about your jewels and.Now here’s an unusual story - according to the website Puma Watch and the group’s social media channels, a big black cat has been sighted on Kestrel Road in Heswall. I must be old cause you look like a fool to me What's it gonna take to make all them dots connect We from the land of the ice-cream castles You might be right, we might be assholes, shit
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Cat in the kettle weird al windows#
Windows up, smoking weed in the ambulance With a peace sign sweater and some Hammer pants You soon to see me on some Karaoke super freak I never really understood a man's jewellery Snatch the food off your plate, snatch a goat off a bridge Too charitable, offerin' the average joe some real estateīetween the big mouth billy bass and jackalope He from a tiny town called Deaths Icy GraspĪnd he don't get out much but when he do it's beetlemaniaĭo not be asleep at the feet of his feelers radius Not to mention the collateral delirium it breeds Paranormal weather, mysteriously disappearing bees Nothing up his sleeve, nothing here is what it seems Pipe cleaner mustache, fork hands, google eyes Holds chicken wire ribs and paper mache guts Reciprocity is a pestilent compulsion to bearĪnd ultimately unfulfilling, concurrently that rigid upper lipping grudge or crippling Īrmchair hater, I wouldn't piss on your coffinīut when I see your picture I draw dicks on it It spun a human resources issue to public affair To a homecoming sullied by a skull on a spear Locate and aim for the token propane tank Opt out, sober on the eve of no saints day
Cat in the kettle weird al skin#
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Cat in the kettle weird al crack#
I turn a staff to a snake and back, evade crack