Well... mine's a bit more gruesome and a lot less funny... but my dad fried a cat up pretty good on his way to work last winter. He has a 454 in his '73 Stingray that's notorious for running hot...
Needless to say he smelled something horrible coming from the engine bay when he got out of the Corvette, so he popped the hood and there was the neighbors cat "Sox" melted to the passenger-side header...