Goodbye Gato

I think I did a bad thing yesterday.

There's the little tiny grocery store around the corner that I go to to pick up milk and juice or cookies and stuff. I call it The Bodega. Anyway, there's always this cat in there sitting by the door watching people. Sometimes it follows you around.

So I recently decided I hate the cat and I hope it gets trapped in the ice cream freezer. I don't know why, I just want to hate it, ok?

So I ran in there yesterday to get a couple things, and that fucking cat was there as usual, and it followed me over to where the ice cream is. No, I didn't put it in the freezer, but the point is, nobody can see you over there, so after I picked an ice cream, the cat was in my way so I kicked it and then made a bag of potato chips fall on it so it would get scared. Then I lunged at it while it was trapped in a corner, and it ran away from me. I continued shopping, and the cat kept running away.

Anyway, after I checked out, I went to leave and the cat was sitting by the door again, and someone was opening the door to come in. When the cat saw me coming, it got scared again and ran away out the door and went around the corner towards my apartment, but when I turned the corner it was gone. I looked but I couldn't find it anywhere.

I didn't know what to do, so I decided to go home and eat my ice cream. Anyway now the cat is probably dead and the people at the bodega are watching their surveillance videos to figure out why it ran off and they're going to know it was my fault because I threw a bag of potato chips at it and I can never shop there again.

But it's not MY fault cats freak out at every dumbass thing people do to them! Geez, take a joke.