Exceptional Excuses for an Exceptional Exception - The Cat Ate It

I know, I know, it was an exceptional exception to the rule, but the cat ate it. I swear, it had nothing to do with the rule. It was just a cat being a cat and eating things that didn't belong in the first place.

Apparently, the cat was on a mission. It had been watching me for hours, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on the thing that didn't belong. I mean, who needs personal space, right? The cat was just trying to help me get more exercise by making me chase after things.

I'm pretty sure the cat had an ulterior motive. Maybe it was trying to distract me from the real problem - the fact that I left the stove on. Yeah, that's it. The cat was just trying to save the world from certain doom by eating the thing that was about to burn the house down.