When my brother was little, he let Webster out.
Then he tried to get him back by waving the
broom about.
When my brother was little, I saw him swing my cat Cassius
around, and around by his tail and when he, let go the cat
sailed.
He was just being a little boy, and he had two sisters to enjoy!
A few years later, I watched my brother drop my other cat named
Patch out an open window and in the background played Placido
Flamingo (Domingo).