My wife and I loved animals, and we had one cat that I was particularly fond of, Pluto. Yet, as time went on, I began to resent the animal.
My cat was avoiding me, because lately I had showed quite the malevolent disposition. So one night when I was drunk, I gouged the poor thing's eye out!
One day, I decided to put the treacherous animal out of its misery, so I hung it!
One night, I was at a tavern, and I saw a cat that looked exactly like Pluto! The only difference was it had a white splotch on its chest, and also like Pluto had one eye missing.. I somehow became fond of it and took it home. Keep in mind that not too long ago my house had burned down, and the only thing left standing was one of the walls of my bedroom with an imprint of a cat with gallows on it.
Guess I'll take it then!
Sir, is this cat for sale? I would really like to buy it.
I've never seen that cat in my life!
I quickly hid her in the wall so no one would be suspicious.
One day, the new cat (which I had begun to dislike) tripped me while I was going down to the cellar with my wife. I grabbed an axe to kill it, when my wife grabbed my arm to stop me! I turned around and struck her dead!
One day, the police came to check my house. All was fine, so to prove my innocence, I tapped on the wall to show that it was sturdy, and a continuous meow came from the wall. The policemen tore up the wall, and there was my wife's decaying corpse, and on top of it, the black cat, which I hadn't seen for days, its one eye full of fury!