Caitlín R. Kiernan

My cat, Fang, did that. She was coal black and you couldn't really tell she was sooty even after we managed to pull her out of the chimney. We bathed her with a wash cloth. We were all filthy by the time she was cleaner. She stayed angry with us for hours.But the time she galloped over the burnt umber oil paint, then galloped into the kitchen and out into the back porch, leaving paw prints everywhere, even on the fridge... well...