It wasn't in Terror. It was in Horror. I was sleeping. It was in the morning. My girlfriend had been out of town for awhile. Last time we had been together, I saw the cat get run over. Outside, on our street. I watched the car, as it sped down the hood street that I live on. I watched the car run over the cat's spine. The car must've heard the thump. The car must've seen my idiotic ass running after it. The car must've know. But the driver must've felt no guilt. I went over to the cat with it's severed spine, thinking that maybe it was savable. It wasn't. It purred for all of ten seconds before it expired. My girlfriend answered out door, high on weed, while I had a limp, dead cat in my hands. She freaked out and I told her what I needed to do. So I drunkenly buried it in the backyard, thinking it the honorable thing to do. Down one foot into the rocky soil. Can't wake the neighbors. Down two feet. I think I may have hit a pipe, better move more to the left. Down three feet. I think I could get away with burying it about half a foot lower, as long as I cover it with a cinder block. Buried it. Covered it with a cinder block. Didn't go deep enough. I heard the scream this morning. We have a dog named Penny. My girlfriend cried, literally cried, with obvious tears >Penny dug something up she brought the dog back inside the house I got out of bed, and began to put on my worst work clothing, intending to bury it again. That's when she shouted, with true horror, her crying becoming evermore emotional, >Oh my God, Penny ate part of it! I walked down to see our dog had vomited up part of a decomposed cat. Worms and maggots were crawling around in the dogs vomit. Worms and maggots and decomposed cat flesh. In the vomit that our dog deposited on our living room floor. Absolutely horrific. Your dog eating a decomposing cat you buried, and vomiting it up onto your living room floor. Worms and maggots and all. Took the rest of the cat and bagged it up. Never wanted it to be this way. Wanted to give it a proper burial. Instead, the half decomposed body ended up double-bagged in black garbage bags. And thrown into the local McDonald's Dumpster. Bad regrets, fucking awful horror.