After my parents divorced around June 1992, when I had just turned seven, Attila remained at the house with my dad. He started killing small birds, maybe two or three of them. But a couple years later he bolted in the house with a living bird. My dad convinced Attila to release the baby bird (it was only a little hurt) and it began to fly in the house before we let it out.
I now realize Attila had avenged his sister. There used to be a family of evil birds on 1191 Payne Dr. When I was four or five birds used to attack me and try to eat my peanut butter sandwiches. They killed Brownie but Attila killed them and let the baby bird live.
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