Sunset-faced shop janitor Dale faces up to the non-roaring name-chameleon feline, a cougar. Dale initially mistakes the mountain stalker for an overgrown domestic kitty and reaches out to give it a stroke. The cougar equally mistakes this for aggression and things move very fast. Mr W goes down in a blur of orange blood and paws crying something about Whiskers being in Aisle Six.
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