Keep the meow meow... Mine learned after his pole dance with our tree a few years back. I could deal with that just fine. Its when he ate my stripteaser off a dredge that I was over the top. Wasn't that he ate it that got me. It was him laying out a mylar terd in his litter box that pushed my button...
My daughters cat ate a bunch of string one weekend when we were at the beach. When we came home, he had about 16"-18" of shit-stained string hanging out of his butt. The real funny part was watching him try to grab the string. Whenever it pulled tight on his rectum, he freaked out and tore through the house. When we finally caught him and removed it, it was light pulling a zip stick through one of those toy cars with the gyroscope style wheels. We yanked it out and he hauled ass through the house. That cat should have had a crash helmet on the way he was running into stuff. Good times! Nothing like watching a cat freak out.