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).