Editor’s disclosure: I am a cat person (crud, I just lost some
readers). So my thoughts here are probably tainted by my little
snoopy, poopy, woopy, wittle, kitty… er, sorry.  As the now
infamous calico cat was running across the outfield at Wrigley
on Tuesday night, most Cubs fans were groaning. I was, too.  But
as most were groaning with thoughts of the black cat circling
Ron Santo (or groaning with the knowledge that everyone was
going to bring that up), I was groaning with the thought that
the poor cat has no idea where it is, or how likely unpleasant
the end of it’s run would be.  After scurrying across the
outfield in the fourth inning, the white, orange and black
calico mix was finally captured by a Wrigley Field security
guard who was stationed at the left-field bullpen. The security
guard picked the cat up by the tail and handed it over to a
towel-wielding security worker in the stands, inciting boos from
the crowd.  The kitty left, but not before leaving considerable
carnage in its wake. Multiple em