Back when I was about knee high to a short guy, dad hired a guy to do the night milking while he was working in the field. We always dumped some milk in a pan for the barn cats. This one night the guy poured gas in the pan, I wasn't old enough to know what was going on. Cat came running up and started drinking, all the sudden it squalled and took off running in circles, than keeled over. Guy said he ran out of gas.
