The scenario:The next day:
A very happy cat dances in the sand of a very clean litter box. A very relieved owner is very happy that the very irksome task is almost complete. The only thing left to be done is a trip out to the hall to drop a very shit-filled black plastic garbage bag down the trash chute.Two milliseconds later:
A very confused cat poops in sand, which is no longer in either the litter box OR the black plastic garbage bag. A very unhappy owner releases a string of very explicit expletives that neither you nor your children would want to hear. Sand is everywhere; it's like a beach, except shittier and stinkier. If there had been a fan blowing, the shit would have literally hit it....trust me, you'd rather skip this part (and so would we)...
A non-plussed feline, probably having forgotten about the incident from the previous evening, sleeps very blissfully. A very seething owner explores whether or not there is a legal precedent to sue a garbage bag manufacturer for emotional damage resulting from a faulty product, which was neither "Glad" nor "Hefty". The cat is clearly not the only one making shit. We Make Shit (TM) brand garbage bags get the prize for the shittiest shit bags ever.