I once described a small backpack as a "two-cat pack."

One of my co-workers suggested I was the kind of person who liked to kill cats.

In my best Monty Python voice I answered: "Me Never!! You can't torture them when they're dead!"

Whereupon she kicked me. In the shin. Hard. (this was at work).

I learned a valuable lesson.

She became an Episcopal nun.






And I actually am quite fond of cats.