Have you ever driven by a dead cat along side the
road? Or better yet hit a cat along side the road? There isn’t
much you can do about it. But let’s say you are riding shotgun
with a friend and you happen to see a dead cat on the side of the
road. Now the possibilities are open. Take for example my story:
Shea and I are driving home from the movie “XXX: State of
the Union” and I needed cheering up (seeing as though I just
sat threw 1 hour and 41 minutes of what should have been a documentary
on how not to act staring Ice Cube). So anyway we pass a dead cat
on a remote road outside of town right in front of the only house
for miles. So I coax Shea into pulling over and tell him we have
to inform the owners. I made sure to tell him I would do all the
talking but I want him to come up with me. We go to the door and
knock it, an old man and a little girl answer.
“Hi, do you have a black cat with white splotches?”
“Yes” answered the old man.
“That’s Boots” said the young girl.
“Well not anymore, I hate to say this but Shea hit your cat”
I said covering up my smile.
“Boots!” the young girl.