I looked down at the cat at my feet, picked him up and flung him out the window. I tried to put as much spin on him as I could and it looked like it was working. Head over feet around tail. I watched him secede to gravity until he met the ground. Landing on his paws, he shook his head and looked up at me.
"See, I told you so."
"C'mon one more try," I pleaded.
The cat turned around and walked away. Disregarding the can of tuna that I had bet him. Content in the fact that he was right.