Melissa Kite Melissa Kite

Would my godson survive an afternoon with me?

When his mother Emily came to visit, she got an owl stuck in her hand

‘I had to pull its claws out of Emily’s bleeding flesh as she screamed: “Get it out of me!”’ [WhitcombeRD]

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