"Go away, you stupid cat," she muttered, trying to brush away the nonexistent feline.

"That Maria is one stupid cat for walking out on you."

It really did work with my stupid cat.

Now who'd do that to some stupid cat?

Rest a little, even, and forget about that stupid cat!

If a stupid cat can break a spell, how is anyone supposed to get anything done by magic?

Disgust puckered my brow when the stupid cat padded to her, head up and tail smoothed.

No one ever explained to the stupid cat that she's supposed to be a pet.

And of course the stupid cat threw up in the back seat.

That stupid cat had made a fool of me again.