Well, that's how I read this story about a care-home moggy with a "gift" for predicting stiffs.
Has anyone examined how this feline Kevorkian is "cuddling up" to the old folk. Is it, perchance, sleeping on their faces until the foul deed is done?
Are the staff in on the dastardly deed?
I think we need to be told.
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