bb gun and kitty

When I was little I went to spend the night at Carol's house. We walked from my house to her house. On the way to her house a little orange tabby kitten started to follow us. The kitten stuck around her house all night. And while we tried to sleep, it cried outside the window and then started climbing the screen. We were really annoyed because no matter how much we yelled and stomped our feet and chased it, it came back and cried and bugged us. The next morning it was still there. We asked Carol's brother to get his bb gun. He got it, pumped it once or twice, and took a shot. Luckily he didn't pump it more than a couple times because he shot the thing in it's butthole. The kitten yelled and took off. I felt so bad!! And then I felt worse when I found out it was the neighbor's kitten who had snuck outside and they had been looking for it. Ooops.