Dave and a Cat

Dave, out caught in the rain, ducked into a pub. There he met some old friends, had a few drinks and a few more, and at midnight started to stagger home through the rain. Feeling cold, he decided to get himself an Indian curry, so he headed for his local Taj Mahal take-away and ordered an extra hot vindaloo.
Arriving home, he placed the curry on the table and went upstairs for a pee. Whereupon the cat approached the curry and, feeling neglected and hungry, decided to have a go at it. Nibble nibble, chomp chomp, lick lick. The vindaloo vanished.
Dave returned and was appalled to dicover the cat licking the plate. He grabbed it by the neck and dragged it outside. "You dreadful little moggie. I hate you. You're dead," he ranted. Filling a dustbin with water, he threw the hissing cat into it and slammed the lid down. He then put a few bricks on top, just to be on the safe side.
Dave returned to his sitting room feeling very sorry for himself. A few minutes later he heard a knock on the window and, lo and behold, there was the cat. The cat looked at him and said, "You wouldn't happen to have any more water, would you?"