So I take Lana in the back yard for her nightly frolic before bedtime. After a few minutes I notice her acting strange and slowly approaching a mysterious lump in the grass, at the bottom of the retention ditch. I swallow some spit and approach the lump cautiously, Lana bravely standing behind me. I can tell something is there but I cant make anything out. I pull out my phone and flick on the flashlight. Its a dead cat. After the initial shock wears off for both of us, I lean down and verify that it is in fact, dead. Lana. I say. Dont touch it, it could be possessed. I take Lana back inside and try to figure out what Im going to do. I know I cant leave it there, the little neighbor kids run around back there, not to mention whatever Lana Eating creatures my come out of the woods for a snack. Plus, I know the cat spirit will haunt me if I dont at least do something. A few minutes later I emerge from my house wearing a pair of rubber kitchen gloves and clutching a trash bag. I walk back over and examine the body again. I know what I have to do, but I just cant. I lean down and examine the neck....no collar, the cats still open eyes watch me. I take a deep breathe and grab the cat by the tail. Its stuff as a board...even its ears stay strait. I stifle my need to vomit and gently place the cat in the bag, being mindful of its judge mental eyes. Its about this time that a car drives by, and I realize that Im standing In The shadows, behind several houses, wearing gloves and holding a bag with a mysterious lump inside. I also realize that I have no idea what Im going to do with the body. I dont have a shovel...quickly I trudge back to my house and drag my trash can to the end if the drive way. Im sorry, buddy. I say a quick prayer and place it inside. So....that was my night.
Posted on: Tue, 08 Jul 2014 02:44:06 +0000
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