You know those family stories that get passed down generation to generation? Well I have one that has left me with a question. Story goes that my great-grandmother was dying of cancer, in the very last hours so you can imagine the pain she was in poor thing. Well family was gathered in her room paying their respects before she parted and a damn cat jumped in the window and began making a bunch of noise. This led to Grampa Fitch reaching behind his collar, removing a fixed blade knife he kept stashed back there and in one fluid motion he plucked that cat right out of the window. What I’m trying to figure out is just what kind of apparatus he might have had stashed under his coat. Ya’ll have ever heard of such a thing and have any idea of what he might have had?