How Not To Begin A Monday.

(Note: Do not read this post if you love cats.)

It started as a decent day. Got up, got Brenna up, got out the door at a decent time. A nice morning.

Until the cat decided to bolt out into the middle of the street while I am doing 50 (yes, I was doing the speed limit) on a two-lane highway.

Stupid cat.

I confess, I have never, ever experienced this before and I was horrified. As there was a line of traffic behind me, I couldn't slam on my brakes, I couldn't stop and I couldn't pull over. So I had to keep going. As I looked in my review mirror, I saw the cars going around the now dead cat. Or was it? Even more horrified, I saw the tail twitching.

Stupid cat.

Brenna said to me, "MOM! What WAS that?" No one could miss the thunking sound under the car. I looked at her and all I could come up with was, "I hit something." "WHAT, Mom, what??" "A rodent." Did I mention I was horrified??
With her hands spread out like she was lifting something, Brenna then said to me, "Well, MOM, we should go back, and pick it up and carry it to the side of the road."

Uhhhh, Who is the one in the car with the "cognitive delays???"

Stupid cat.

I guess Brenna had something to discuss during science today. Her teacher told me she brought it up.
(Luckily I had told the teacher the story before Brenna got to the class room.) And, no, I did not put myself into oncoming traffic to go pick up the cat.

Some day I will get back to ART on this blog.

Until then, have a better day than I did.
~Lynn