When I was a kid, my dad had a bed of tomatoes behind the house. The neighborhood cats started using the bed as a litter box and dad put up an electric fence to keep them out. One night my grandparents came over for dinner. During the evening, my grandfather stepped outside for a few minutes and we heard a yelp from the backyard. Later, I remember hearing my parents arguing later which my father wrapped up with “ . . . well the old son of a b*#&@ shouldn’t have been peeing on my tomatoes!”
Instant Karma!
