Good Karma/Bad Karma

My mom babysits from her home, and needed me to ride with her to the eye doctor so I couls help keep an eye on the kids since both of hers were going to be busy. As i was out in the van woth them, I saw a kid in the parking lot next to us throwing things from a box into oncoming traffic. I got out, stepped up for a closer look, and realized that he was picking kittens out of the box by their tails, snapping their necks and throwing them out to the highway. I ran up from behind him as he had the last one by the tail, grabbed the kitten under her front legs, and kicked the 19 year old boy at the hip. He wasn't hurt, and neither was the kitten. The police took care of the teenager, while i took the kitten back to the van. It took a few weeks for her to come around. She was frightened of humans, and that was to be expected. I had several conversations with her when she would come out of hiding. One day, after talking to her as she purred and whipped her tail, I sighed and told her again how sorry I was that she went through that, but assured her that what goes around comes around, and that she needn't worry because Karma would take care of him. At the word Karma, she rubbed her face all over me for the first time, and so she became Karma. Once she became comfortable in our house, she was a whirlwind of disaster. While picking up the pieces left of 3 sets of blinds, patching up the curtains, picking up toilet paper and trying to keep her from attacking my feet as I simply walked across the floor, I added geddon to her name to better for her. Sometimes she is Good Karma, other times she is bad Karma, but when she's bad she becomes Karmageddon.