But I have a horrible story to tell on myself. But you can only read it if you promise NOT to hate me....or contact the family I work for. I will only leave this story up for a limited number of days, so consider this a
LIMITED TIME OFFER
About two months ago, the family I work for brought home a kitty from the pound. They nursed it back to health, and the kids really love it. They names the cat Snowpaws. Then approximately 3 or so weeks ago, the cat ran away and was gone for a few days. The parents told the children they could get another one for Christmas if Snowpaws didn't come home. I had the wonderful opportunity to save the day, when I spotted Snowpaws and kept her in the garage until the parents got home. Snowpaws is an outside cat, and not allowed in the house when their parents aren't home. This is my favorite rule: I HATE CATS. Wait, let me clarify, I don't like animals of any shape or size. Except for those in the family of course ;)
So Snowpaws has stayed at home ever since that incident.
However, lately, with the cold weather, she has found a warm spot she likes to hang around. Where? Well, up in my engine of course! Not just mine, but any car really. Her latest trick involves riding around in my engine...somehow alive!
Yesterday, I have the baby in the back seat and we are sitting in the carpool line to pick up the 3 year old from school. It is raining. I don't feel good. Baby is screaming b/c that's his favorite thing to do. Out of the corner of my eye I see a cat, very similar in every way to Snowpaws run out from under my car. Quickly thinking through my options...maybe poorly...I decide to keep my eyes forward and act like I didn't see it.
Here is my limited reasoning:
1) I was in carpool line
2) I couldn't just leave the car with baby idle in line while I romped about the parking lot trying to catch a cat
3)Need I remind you the cat was running. No I could NOT have caught her
4) It was raining
5) I didn't feel good
6) If I came up with a sixth reason, would you hate me less?
So Snowpaws is gone....for good. I decided it would be best if I didn't tell the parents. Really, what would I say "Well I saw Snowpaws run away from my car at school and didn't do anything...guess yall should go ahead and get a kitty for Christmas."
My job would be toast!
So keep this terrible secret for me, okay?!? I don't work until Friday at 4pm, so I figure they have plenty of time to figure it out for themselves. :)
YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME
XOXO
Cat Hater









