I put the new AC in and everything was cool. Not apologing for the pun. Then I heard a noise. I looked over and saw the cat had broken through between the window side and AC. She tore the plastic and I saw there was no way to repair it.

Now did I hurt the cat? No. I looked the situation over and developed a plan, which didn’t work. I developed another plan, which worked even worse. Then I developed a third plan, which worked out really good.

As I look the thing over, I almost wonder if I should market it. It would definitely need some dressing up, but it is better than those things that came with the AC.

The hitch of course, the one that came with the AC came with no charge. If I am to make money I would have to justify charging a couple of few dollars. Too bad, but it is just kinda the way capitalism works.

So as I sit in my recliner feebly entering this post into my computer pad, I also consider how I just might make my millions off my new idea. And of course, the cat that inspired it, sits innocently curled up, contented and asleep in my lap.