Ever since I was a boy I have humbly cared for my domesticated creatures but took particular fond in my black cat. This cats name was Pluto and had always been my partner and right hand man.
I soon became drunk and my animals had noticed it too. Eventually even Pluto noticed my change in actions as well. I grew angry with the beast and decided to cut out one of its small round eyes.
Pluto may have healed but I continued to put it out of its misery. I hung the cat later that evening when soon at dusk a fire arose when an imprint of a cat being hung on my last standing wall appeared in the ashes of the heat.
I had grown drowse and continued to drink when I stumbled upon a cat simulator to poor Pluto and missing an eye too. It then began to follow me home and wherever I went from that point onward.
I realized that this new feline would not leave me and caused me to trip and fall down the steep stairs of our new broken house.Out of madness I rose my axe and attempted to kill the devil but my wife threw her hand at the handle to stop me and I wacked at her brain instead.
I finally slept that night it felt terribly comfortable. I shoved the body in the wall sure that the police would not find my endeared wife. They came as a recall four days later to inspect the house premisses when right before they left a screeching moaning noise came from the wall. The police darted to the place of the body and destroyed the wall when there on the top of the corpse lied the monstrous cat with a white breast and black body.