Oh good, story time. So... That's not entirely true. A neighbor of mine used to have a grumpy old male cat named Kiki. This cat had seen some serious shit. Had the typical anime-scar on his left eye, and a glare that could cow a pitbull. We assume his name was the source of his eternal ire.

One day, a hawk starts living nearby, and the neighbor's cats start going missing. They lock their doors and keep their cats inside, but cats will be cats, and one by one they get out and are slain by the hawk.

Finally, the day comes when Kiki is nowhere to be found. Everyone fears the worst, and they run out back to find a contented Kiki not far from a pile of feathers and a beak. Never found the rest of the skull, or any other bones, mind. Just the beak. Hawk never stood a chance.