Back in the day, when I was married, had a house, and three cats, all three of those cats just LOVED to sit in front of the window and watch the birds and squirrels and such out in the yard. But not ONE of them ever pounced into the window. Except for ONE night, when my (now ex-) wife was in the back stripping some wallpaper on a small stepladder and fell with a TREMENDOUS clatter. The sounds was followed shortly after by the tinkle of broken glass. A two lb and some change kitten had gone through a 6" x 12" pane of glass. Not a SCRATCH on her. I'm amazed to this day.
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