Butterball was a good girl.One day, she went into the woods by our house,and a hungry bobcat took a large chunk out of the top of her head.later our mother told us about it.My sister and I saw the cat's head after.My mom was there too.As young as I was,I knew my sister was holding back tears.My mother was already crying.I took one more look at the cat,and I could see why she was crying.What I couldn't she was still there.