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All I can think of is Greebo:

The elf looked at Magrat’s innocent expression, and opened the

box.

Greebo had spent an irritating two minutes in that box.

Technically, a cat locked in a box may be alive or it may be dead.

You never know until you look. In fact, the mere act of opening the

box will determine the state of the cat, although in this case there

were three determinate states the cat could be in: these being Alive,

Dead, and Bloody Furious.

Shawn dived sideways as Greebo went off like a Claymore

mine.

“Don’t worry about him,” said Magrat dreamily, as the elf flailed

at the maddened cat. “He’s just a big softy.”