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The phone rang. It was a friend of Prospero, recently arrived in the village but who shall remain nameless for reasons best illustrated below. "My cat caught an eagle! What should I do?" was the essence of her call before it almost burst into panic. Prospero, although immune to many things, was befuddled. It did seem unlikely, a cat catching an eagle, albeit a small one. "It's spotted, gray and has enormous talons!" Hysteria was approaching fast. Prospero suggested the possibility that this might be another kind of plumed creature (he can just about tell a pigeon from a sparrow), perhaps a hawk - something smaller than an eagle anyway. Can you imagine the trouble a cat would have dragging an eagle into the house? Mice, little birds, rats even, but an eagle? "The cat had a lot of trouble bringing it into the house! It's in the biggest cat carrier I have!" True, she has a whole lot of cats but P guessed it was the bird in the cage, not the cat. Was this a collaborative effort then? "Take it round to the vet. He'll know what to do, or who to call," advised Prosp.>>>
