I have two cats.
(That was quite possibly this simplest sentence I have ever constructed.)
One of my cats is a normal but somewhat shy feline. The other is a cat/dog hybrid. This is my theory on how he came to be this way.
One night in a small town in the state of Michigan, where there is absolutely nothing to do after 9:00pm, a couple of crazy college kids were playing games on their Xbox, doing some crazy college drugs, and ardently debating the meaning of life.
Too submersed in their debate to notice, the crazy college kids were unaware that this cat was curious about their crazy college drugs (while they should have realized that curiosity is a common trait among cats, we won't call them out on that). They also did not notice when the cat crept cautiously up to the coffee table and took a lick of the strange substance.
The cat then (probably) began to freak the fuck out, immediately regretted his decision, and proceeded the transformation into cat/dog.
Now my cat plays fetch better than most dogs! And he barks sometimes, too! It's like getting to have all of the fun parts of having a dog...
without having to follow him around the park with a poop sack. Thanks, crazy college kids!