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Back in the days of funny e-mail forwards (five to ten years ago, I think), someone sent me a funny story. The author had a cat who always went outdoors to poop, and it had a favorite spot that it always used. The story was about a hurricane, and the cat being determined to get to its usual pooping spot despite the rain and wind (IIRC, it eventually did get there). Anyone have any idea what I'm talking about?
Found it: Max and the Typhoon. Thanks, khavrinen!
Found it: Max and the Typhoon. Thanks, khavrinen!