Lonely Is The Night

The farmer's cat had a bad habit of going out every night to chase cats that were in heat. And every night he would come home all bloodied up, his ears bitten, and his fur a mess. Finally, the farmer had had enough, and he took the cat into town to be neutered.

Over the next few weeks, the cat took it easy. Then, one night, the cat cleaned himself up good and went out. The farmer and his wife were amazed when the cat was home by midnight, and without a scratch on him.

"You're home at a desent hour and you have no injuries? How in the world did you do it?" asked the farmer.

The cat replied, "It was easy. Now, I'm a consultant!"