Friday morning, on my way to work...about 15 minutes into the ride..I look back in the mirror because something is moving in the back of the car...What is staring back at me? Trouble sitting on the back of the back seat, in between the two head rests just staring at me with his yellow eyes.
Joy!! What is one to do with a cat in the car? Why hasn't this cat howled by now? How did he get there? What to do now...so at the Gorham traffic circle I go all the way around (yes there were a few stares!) and head for home. Not once does the cat move, not once does he howl..only balances there and stares at the world going by.
When we arrive at home, I open my door get out of the car and go "here Troulble, come to mommmy".
Trouble of course just sits on the back of the seat and says "This is not where we are suppose to be. I thought we were going to your work for an adventure. I'm not getting out of this car until there is the promise of an adventure."
Leaving the drivers door open I go around to the side door open the door and reach my head in and make a mad grab for the cat, who of course being a cat dives for the hatch back end of the PT cruiser. I leave the back door open and make a mad dash for the hatch back flip it up and snag the cat who is surprised to find the back door opens like that.
Cradling Trouble in my arms I head for the house and the front door. Trouble knowing that he needs and escape..for what self respecting cat wants to spend the day in the house? Snuggles under my chin and begins to purrrrr his loudest most loving purrrr. I loosen my grip...Trouble, in two quick rabbit like bounds heads post haste back for the drivers side front door and back into the car.
I make a mad grab for the cat, who leaps over the gear shift and into the passenger side front floor. I'm now on my belly laying across the drivers seat, passengers seat and still unable to reach the cat who is looking to see if he can get up under the dashboard. Very familiar with walking over my head in the bed, Trouble decided that was the best path to take out of this tight squeeze.
So over my head, across my back (in only two mighty leaps) over the back seat, through the trunk area and out the back hatch goes the streak of black cat...only to be found sitting underneath the bird feeder taking a quick cat bath after I disengage myself from my comfortable front seat contortions. I close all the car doors and again head for work. Yes I was late..
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