I visited my mom and was helping her putting out some trash this night, and we discovered this stank ass cat had decided to die(wasnt hers) in the back yard. when we went to dispose of it ( it smelled like horror if horror was a smell) when this fat ass vulture came out of nowhere scratching and tearing and at the bag. i ran like crazy but my mom still back there (i seriously didnt even know there were vultures in europe, the hell u still doing back there wit the damn vulture mom) she was gettin attacked and i grab the broom and start trying to smack at it omg it had a freaking sharp beak and talons omg my fear of birds tripled and then add like a xillion more points. long storyshort: her next door neighbor ended up killing it with his garden ho, luckily my mom only has holes in her sweater and no one was seriously hurt.