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I had the biggest fright of my life last night. The bloke had pressed the button the close garage door and cat was in the driveway. I raced back to the garage to see Mr M try to slip under the door as it was closing. He got stuck and I pressed the button just in time to stop him being cut in half. All the time I was screaming.
Mr M was more upset about the noise I was making than the fact that death was but half a minute away. He walked back down the driveway all fluffed up to 3 times his size as a cat does when he has a fright. Within 10 minutes he was fine eating his dinner. I on the other hand was shaking like a leaf.
Mr M is still alive and well this morning, and I am trying not to imprint this as a trauma to give me nightmares.
My nerves are still a little shot. I have to look up how to adjust the sensitivity on the door, but I hope he won't try that again.
Thank you for listening.
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