Good kitty story from one of my best friends:
When Mrs. Walton pulled into the driveway, she noticed an animal lying in the lawn upslope that abutted the road. She had a bad feeling as she brought a box with her outside to collect the animal. She was crying, and the lineman who was at the top of the telephone pole making repairs even told her how sorry he was as she put the cat into the box and carried it back to the house.
She then called her husband, still crying: how are we going to tell the kids? -As she was still on the phone, in sauntered the family cat - a dead ringer (sorry; I couldn't resist) for the cat in the box. She just about dropped the phone, and told her husband she had to go.
She then proceeded to take the box with the dead cat, who wasn't the family pet after all, back outside to the ditch, and put the dead cat back on the edge of the lawn! This was witnessed by the same lineman, who no doubt thought she'd lost her mind. Crisis with children averted.