My brothers cat

I was looking after my brothers cat when he called me to see how she was. Me: She’s dead. Brother: OMG, you don’t break bad news like that! Me: How, then? Brother: You say that you’re afraid you have bad news. Your cat escaped outside, and chased a possum up onto the roof. Unfortunately, the cat fell, and while you did everything you could, the cat couldn’t be saved. Me: I understand, my apologies. Brother: Anyway, hows Mum doing? Me: Well, she was up on the roof, chasing a possum...