How I met my end

It was night, and I was crossing the street to hunt in the field. I was a great hunter, the best hunter, really. I loved rats especially. I kept them out of the hen house. I kept the mice and crickets out of house. Well, anyway, a car came and it was too dark for me to be seen clearly. So, I am going to the big, overgrown field in the sky, without the dangers of cars or coyotes, without the responsibilities of looking after my brothers and sister or keeping the hen house clean. Just me and the field mice, the grasshoppers, the crickets. No birds to dive bomb me. No dependence on humans, except when I feel like sitting in a lap and getting pet. Oh, and they tell me there are no burrs to get tangled in my luscious long fur. :-)