One time I stepped in cat vomit and that was the worst day of my life. The idea that it could possibly be actively running down my back is a thought that I can’t even bare to begin to understand.
Sometimes I’ll come home from being out for several hours, and there will be a winter hat on the floor for no reason. I mean, the reason is that my cat has been dragging it around for a while, because he does his own thing while we’re out. But I like to think that cats are going on irresponsible benders while we’re out of the house. Eating entire pizzas, doing cocaine, that kind of stuff. If nothing else, I think that winter hats out of place tell me that’s exactly what’s happening.
This is a hospital. We have to maintain an level of professionalism, here. It also is vitally important that we keep things sterile, and clean, and when stray cats are coming and going as they please, that makes it very hard to do. I want to be 100% crystal clear, here… If anyone is indeed feeding these animals, they are absolutely a top-flight goober. I’m sorry to use such harsh language, but it really riles me up when people don’t follow the rules.
This joke would be a lot funnier if there was actually a dead body… But let’s be real, that’s just adding way too many things into the CUPS canon in short order. Also, I don’t really feel like cat homicide story-telling is something that I’m interested in dipping my feet into with this strip.