Tomorrow I die. I need to get this awful story off my chest. The story that got me landed in this situation.
Our cat, Pluto was favorited, she was remarkably big, and beautiful.
My wife and I lived happily with a fish, bunny, monkey, bird, dog, and a cat.
I started gaining an alcohol problem, and one night I came home and thought Pluto was avoiding me. I grabbed him by the neck and stabbed his eye out of his socket.
I later hung the cat
After moving into our new house after our old house went up in flames. A new cat came along. This was a weird cat because it reminded me a lot of Pluto. He didn't have an eye and was all black except for a white noose on him.
One night while drunk I went to kill the cat, but I had mistaken him for my wife and ended up hitting her with the axe killing her. To cover my tracks I pushed her into a corridor in the wall and built bricks up to cover her.
No, I'm sorry I don't.
We then hear a meow from the basement. The officer goes down and notices that it is coming from the wall. The wall that my wife was buried in. He found my wife, and arrested me, and thats how I ended up here, in prison.
Hello sir, we have noticed that your wife has not been around for a while and no one has seen her, do you maybe know where she is?