I used to love animals. I had birds, goldfish, rabbits, and a monkey. But my favorite was a black cat named Pluto. He loved me and I loved him.
However, one day I came home a little drunk. I noticed Pluto running away from me , so I went and grabbed him. He then bit me. I got so mad that I grabbed my knife and cut his eye out.
After I cut his eye out, I could tell he was in pain. I felt so much guilt that I became insane about it. Even after he was feeling better, I would still feel the guilt. So late one night, I hung Pluto.
After I had hung Pluto, I decided to get another cat. I went out and found a cat, also all black. This cat for some reason reminded me of Pluto, except for a white spot on it's chest.
This cat also took immediate liking to me. However, as the days dragged by, the white spot on it's neck looked more like a noose. The anger bubbled inside me and I tried to kill the cat, but my wife intervened and died.
I decided I needed to hide the body. I carefully took down the bricks of the old chimney and put the body in there. I walled it up again and for weeks after didn't see the cat. That is until I tapped on the wall when police arrived...