A man hears the faint cries of a cat coming from outside his home. “It’s stranded on the rooftop!” he realizes and leaps into action! “I’ll save you, my feline friend!”, the man exclaims in a booming baritone voice. Feeling strong and empowered by the task at hand, he fully commits to this exhilarating, new sense of heroism by retrieving his favorite superhero underwear from his dresser and grabs a red bath towel.
“I’m coming kitty!”, he shouts as he imagines himself transforming in a public telephone booth. The underwear has a more snug fit than he remembered and the towel doesn’t tie very well. Nonetheless, this is his moment! He throws open the screen door, sprints into the backyard, grabs a ladder, erects it and ascends to the top rung with true superhero speed. “Here I come to save the day!” he bellows while attempting to pose with fists on his hips.
Just then, the cat arches it’s back and slowly backs away from the abrupt encounter. “But, I’m here to save you!”, he says questioningly. Knowing he has precious little time before the now frightened critter runs too far for him to reach it, he quickly lunges at the animal.
This forceful action causes him to lose his balance and fall from the ladder, thereby knocking himself unconscious, embarrassingly face down in the grass. The cat however, after spending only number two of its nine lives, simply landed on its feet, safely on the ground and now sits near the lifeless body of our unsuperhero. Indifferent to the man’s effort and resulting trauma, the cat lifts its leg and engages in yet another relaxing afternoon bath in the sunshine.