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| OSCAR KICKS BACK |
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| "They're not security lights - they're spotlights!" |
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Gangly, long-legged Oscar is overflowing with adolescent energy and enthusiasm. He loves to stalk his feather on a stick and has many other toys to keep him occupied. But after Oscar discovered how to turn on the security lights which line his driveway, that game quickly became his favorite pastime. He loves to dance and cavort in the glow of the lights without a care as to who may be watching. In the daylight hours, he can often be found well camouflaged in the high tree branches, menacing the birds (who pay him little or no attention...). Oscar's dad is a Harley Davidson enthusiast. When Oscar hears the rumble of an approaching motorcycle engine, the decibel level of his own motor increases. He is convinced that the loudest purr wins! |
| SOME LESSONS I LEARNED FROM OSCAR: |
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Don't step into the spotlight unless you |
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