"What are you staring at, Tommy Cat?" Patches pushed her way to the hole in the fence, displacing her large and lazy cousin. "Chickens. Boring."
"Baby chicken," Tommy corrected. "It wouldn't take much to catch a couple paws full."
"The hens would kill you."
Tommy climbed over the fence and found chicks racing toward him.
"New friend play!"
Patches laughed from beyond the fence. By the time the hens arrived, Tommy was covered in chicks. Tommy turned out to be an excellent guard for his new friends, chasing off hawks and rodents. The farmer noticed and gave him better food.
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