My name is Corbin I know this looks wrong but I really like cats I just couldn't convince the dog catcher of my good intentions when he saw me with this cat.
I know it's hard for you to imagine that I was doing anything else with this cat but eating it so we'll start at the beginning. The day started out normal, except I got a bath that morning, man I hate those things, but any way I was out side playing fetch with my friend, his name is Andrew, when I saw a cat so natural I went over to make sure that he wasn't moving in on my territory, which of course they wouldn't admit it if he was 'cause you know a big scary dog like me would ... well you know, but he was running away from another dog and all the sudden they other dog came barreling in and you should have see the cat's expression as he ran to the nearest elevated object, which just happened to be the neighbors garden tray below their window, and stayed there. Being the nice guy that I am I got rid of the dog, after a little fight and we know who won that.. me, and tried to to get the cat to come down because I didn't want him just to stay there but when he wouldn't cooperate, me being such a good guy you know, took it upon my self to do the best thing and that was to help him down. It just so happened that the dog catcher was driving around the neighborhood just in time to see my act of righteousness and apparently he was so impressed that he couldn't believe I had an owner, I tried to tell him other wise and that he just forgot to but my collier back on after the bath but you know how those humans are they never listen, and he seamed so impressed that I thought he was going to take me with him to get an award or something but ... um it wasn't quite what I thought.
Now I'm trapped in a cage in some dark building and have nothing to do and all I can say is that I will NEVER help a cat again. O ... and if you see Andrew ... tell him I need some help.
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