Speaking of cats,
This evening my wife went out to put the chickens and ducks in their hutches and came back in to tell me she thinks a bobcat is in the chicken hutch. I was in the middle of a timed online exam, bitched and moaned, but went outside anyways to see what's up.
Opened the hutch window and sure enough, there was a bobcat in their that was hissing and growling at me, so I grabbed a stick and poked it. The thing busted ass out of there, ran into a duck hutch with an open door with ducks already in it and they came piling out. Then it came out of there, ran around the pen like an angry demon and hid behind one of the duck hutches. Told my wife to be careful and left her out there with it to finish locking up the birds. Had to get back to my test.
Just glad that thing wasn't rabid.
So now retarded cat has a boyfriend?