Back in August, I spent an afternoon in one of the most seedy, badass bars in South Boston. I’ll keep the name redacted, but let me assure you, everything about it was perfectly awesome: from the drunken owner (John Sr.) to the drunken owner’s drunken son (John Jr.) to the low-grade beer to the riff-raff clientèle playing Keno. And topping it all off was the fact this bar had its own cat. Health code violation? Possibly. But how cool would it be to have a kitty hanging out at your local? Besides, what could go wrong? He’s a cat. He’ll sleep, purr, be adorable, and keep the mice away.
That’s what I thought at the time. However, I clearly neglected to factor in one small variable: hornets. Cats don’t like ‘em. In fact, they can get a touch, uh, “assertive” when these buzzing insects are introduced into a particular environment. Like, say, a bar. Good lesson to learn.