Since others are adding stories, lemme add mine. Im gonna try to keep it short. Mid 90’s I was stationed in Va. while in the Navy. My neighbor had three cats who ran all over the neighborhood. Slept on her porch during the day. I had just put in a new heatpump. Lo and behold I notice my house isnt as cool as it had been for two weeks after installation, so I crawl under the house to see whats up. Fluffy and her two freinds have torn my duct work to shreds making a nest for their new kittens. Needless to say, I was a bit upset. 2500 bucks worth of new insulated ductwork is shot. I asked the neighbor what she planned to do about it. She tells me it isnt her cats that did it! I retirned under the house to grab fluffy and returned it to the neighbor by the scruff of the neck along with another handfull of kittens. She says..”thats not my cat” I was furious. So the next day on the ship, I went down to the boiler lab and got me some phenothaylene (sp?) Its the MAIN ingredient in exlax. I stopped at Sams club on the way home and got me a big 2lb can of starkist. I got home, opened the tuna, mixed in the phenothaylene and set it in my garbage can on top of the bags of trash. That evening I hear cats growling and look out the window..all three of them are eating it. Several days later, all three cats crawl up on Ms congeniality’s porch and die. You can guess why. PM me if you can’t figure it out. She calls the cops, tells them I killed her cats, the same cats who werent hers when I wanted 2500 bucks for new duct work! Cop questions me, I told him that I had thrown some stuff in the trash and the cats ate it..musta killed em. He tells her, If it was in my trash, it was just that, trash, and her inadequate control over her cats is the actual reason they died.
