In the middle of the night, around two, one of our cats stuck her head and one of her shoulders in a plastic bag. She was wearing it like a fucking toga, and led us on a merry chase through the house, during which she bloodied my husbands foot in a desperate attempt to get away from the plastic monster giving her chase.
Finally, after we chased her forfuckingever, we caught her on the couch in the living room. Once we cut the plastic bag off of her, thereby saving her life, I killed her.
The End

(I didn’t really kill her. Much.)