„Presently Greebo awoke, streched, yawned and hopped silently to the floor. Then te most vicious and cunning a pile of fur that ever had the intelligence to sit on a bird table with its mouth open and a piece of toast balanced on its nose vanished through the open window. A few minutes later, the cockerel in the garden next door stuck up his head to greet the bright new day and died instantly mid-`doodle-doo’.“

— Maskerade by Terry Pratchett (Discworld, Book 18) (Page 22)