[Rain Man]

There's a big 19th-century house across the street from my house that is now apartments. It's a tall three stories, kind of a mini-mansion.

Many years ago we had adopted a cat from the alley (kind of - long story), and he liked to prowl. So one evening my wife and I were having dinner on our front porch, and I looked across the street, and our cat was up on the roof of this house just wandering around. It was really kind of funny that he'd made it up there because it's a long way off the ground.

I went over to figure out how to get him down, and it turns out that the house had a three-story fire escape in the alley. Our cat had a fascination with stairs and ladders, and would always climb them if he saw them. In fact, if we were painting a room we had to set the ladder on its side during breaks or he would climb up it and get stuck. So our cat had found the fire escape and climbed up all three flights and then somehow jumped from the top to the roof.

And then he killed a chicken.