Cats and Fucking Dogs It is pouring out so you walk out of your small subterranean apartment to your old car with an umbrella you bought from the family dollar store the handle looks like one large crows claw it works well until you get the car door open and go to fold it up but it wont close and the rain is coming down in fuckloads so you break it and shove it on the passenger side floor beneath the glove box rain dripping across your seat and this crumpled fucking thing half open half caved in next to you the claw sticking up in the air then on a right turn your ashtray falls out of the dash and ten butts and a pile of ashes lands beneath your feet as you continue driving to work through spring rain repulsed by your tenacity