This is what shit taste like

Take one overly schedualled trip, where stops are really far apart. Add ridiculously small amount of time allocated to each stop. Then add poor explainations as to why we are stopping at each place. Shake, and voila. This is what shit taste like. And to add some nice topping to it, to make it superbly stinky, whip up a lost/ nabbed cat. Mau Mau, our friendliest of the three cats, went missing since thursday. Since he is super friendly, we suspect he may be nabbed. Horrendous, hideous, and painful deaths to pet nabbers everywhere. May they also burn in hell in their afterlife. If hell doesn't exist, I'll be happy to create one, just for those people.