All the kitten bbq stories remind me of a favorite Haitian story....
One day in Haiti, a man's goat got out of his pen and climbed the wall to the neighbor's garden. There, the goat did what goats do to virtually all things foliage. When the gardener came out and surveyed the damage, he went ballistic on the goat's owner.
If you have ever heard Haitians speak to each other, you are pretty sure a fight is about to break out at any moment. The guttural noises of the creole language just make the speaker sound pissed off, whether they are or not.
Well, angry as a happy Haitian can sound, an angry Haitian sounds even angrier. And, with the damage done to the food source, this gardener was rather forceful in seeking recompense.
The goat owner, a typical Haitian of limited means himself, had no way to make restitution for the damage done by his goat. To try to mitigate the damage, and to make peace with the neighbor, he did all he could do.
He slaughtered the goat and gave a hind quarter to the gardener on the spot. The two hugged and moved about their business.
The whole katye (neighborhood) smelled of charcoal and roasted kabrit (goat) that night!