An old story of a cat dying.

The other week on the phone, my mom vaguely referenced how you can't have a worse pet death story than the one that happened to the reference librarian back at her old job that she retired from a few years ago.

"What was that?", I was like, since I honestly didn't remember.

"She was having a Tupperware party and she went down into her basement for something," my mom was like, "And her cat was down there, dead."

At that, I didn't say anything.

"Her cat died in the middle of the Tupperware party!", my mom was like.