Sometimes, I think that the people who make those TV commercials follow me around for ideas. Take this recent Super Bowl commercial:
I come home from work recently to find that yet another of the local feral cats that my cat hoarder neighbors feed has committed cat-icide by climbing into Murphy's outdoor run before I let him out into it when I got home. The end result was predictable, and this make the fifth cat in a year and a half.
Of course I thought about going next door and explaining, but as usual, Murphy talked me out of it.He knows that I'm not all that fond of Doritos.
And before anyone accuse Murphy of being a vicious predator stalking the neighborhood, I must point out that all of these ex-cats were caught in canine-exclusive areas on my property, with three being in the fenced dog run and the other two on my outside deck where Murphy likes to be during the day. The latter two could have fled like most cats on my deck do but they decided to stand and fight rather than run. Bad decisions, cat style. Maybe Darwin wanted a cat on those days?