O.K. so we've had this pesky stray cat that regularly comes over and takes advantage of my giant litter box --other wise known as the front yard--and leaves us little mementos of it's presence!  I have caught the littler bugger a few times while "doing the deed", and chased it off with my big bad wolf roar; however, it inevitably comes back when I'm either not looking or not around.  So that my kids have now taken to referring to play in the front yard as "dangerous".  Well, the other day, I got so mad at the sucker, I chased it into the street, hollering, "...and I hope you get run over one of these days!"

And now...guess who we saw slightly flattened out on the road on our way home from church yesterday?  You guessed!  The crapping kitty!  While I am glad that I won't have to deal with it's excrement on our lawn any more, I do feel bad; like I cursed the thing!   

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