I decided that I was not going to make excuses

I decided that I was not going to make excuses for him anymore, he had put his hands on me one time too many. I was through telling my friends and family that I fell, or bumped in

to the closet door. I was coming out of that closet fighting. Spousal abuse was about to get redefined. When I was done with him he would be permanently meek or minus his manhood.

He screamed, and for a moment i felt the old terror, and that was what i needed to go forwared.

I jumped off the balcony and into the thicket below. Looking up I saw him learing down at me with the tiki mask and the stone adz. He let out another screech and

took a swan dive towards me. Well, actually it wasn't a swan dive really... Just a very unelegant dropdown monstrous kind of dive, all the while wildly flapping his wings. I manage

belly up in the geraniums. Dolly the one-winged pigeon would have to practise more if she was going to join the circus. I made a prosthetic wing out of cotton wool and raw pastry

, but it didn't help much. A sweet lil' parakeet voice piped up from behind the geraniums. "I..I'll donate one of my wings to Dolly." It was Squawkers! Dolly the one-winged pigeon

overcome by emotion shat a little but recovered when she turned and saw Squawkers, saying, "What, are you an idiot? You're a parrot.I need a pigeon-size wing." Crestfallen, Squawke

rs bent over low to pick up his crest from where it had fallen to the bottom of the cage. That was a mistake. In one fell swoop, the tom cat was halfway in the cage and on top him.