Your black cat got out again.
“What havoc have you caused!” you shout at it.
Your black cat (his name’s Rocco) meows.
“How many have walked in your path?” you ask Rocco. “What if someone was on his way to a wedding and your bad luck changed the fate of his marriage? Irrevocably?”
Rocco meows. You hear a loud blast outside. You go to the window and see a large mushroom cloud on the horizon.
“Now you’ve done it!” you shout at Rocco. “You crossed the path of one of those guys who turns the keys in a nuclear launch site, didn’t you?”
Rocco meows. The world burns.
Happy Black Cat Day!