On the way to work I pass by a laundromat

The guy who runs it (Right-wing co- worker calls him Poop Deck Pappy) feeds the birds and a stray cat that hang around the parking lot. Sometimes the cat doesn't eat the scrap of meat put in front of him. This irritates the night heron, who paces around trying to figure out ways to snatch the meat from under the cat. He thinks the cat is being wasteful. For some reason the heron is afraid of the cat, but the cat is totally oblivious to the danger of the heron's wicked beak. I think the cat would come out the loser in a battle with a heron.