What Killed the Cat

At five years-old, I would learn that no matter how much you love something, no matter how many hours you spend at night thinking about it, all of it's worthless to a cat.
Whichever way the story is told, whether I'm made out to be the cat-hating bad guy who is despised by readers, or if it's made out to be that the cat was possessed by a murderous demon, there is no happy ending. And whether you put this story down now, or burn it when you're done, don't sympathize with any of the characters or fall in love with anyone contained in this story. It will only ruin you.