I had been up for a few hours this morning by the time The Skimmer woke up at 9:00.
"Glad to see you roll out of bed at 10:00!"
"It's only 9:00."
"It's really 10:00."
"Clock says 9:00, so it's 9:00."
"The clock over there still says 10:00! I rolled out of bed at 7:00 which was really 8:00. I'm exhausted. Too exhausted to change that clock."
"Have you seen Lego?"
Lego is one of our three black cats, the only one who still goes outside from time to time. I panicked a little because I hadn't seem him either.
I said, "No one could hurt him even if they tried. He'd bite them."
"No one would try to hurt him, do you think?"
"I would hope not!"
We looked all over the house. No Lego. Opened the front and back doors, called his name. No Lego.
After awhile The Skimmer said he was going to the store to get a paper, and walked out into the garage.
In a minute, he was back.
"Guess what?!"
"What?"
"Lego was in my car! I walked out into the garage and there he was with his paws up on the window, sad eyes, silently meowing at me!"
"Oh no!"
We tried to figure out how long Lego had been stuck in the car. Remembered I went grocery shopping yesterday afternoon.
"I left the truck open while I was bringing in groceries. He can get into the backseat from the trunk. He must've jumped in and I didn't notice. He's been stuck in the car since about 3:30 yesterday afternoon, which was sort of kind of like 2:30!"
The Skimmer grabbed some cleaning supplies from under the sink.
"What are you doing?"
"Gotta go clean it up."
"Oh....ew."
Lego left behind quite a few treats on the inside of The Skimmer's car.
Mmmm! Tootsie Rolls!
Posted by: Jennifer | November 01, 2009 at 11:00 AM
time for some lego tetris?
Posted by: almostinfamous | November 01, 2009 at 11:19 AM
I like how when you rescue a cat from one of these awful situations they just go, "Okay, fine," and run off to some favorite spot.
Posted by: Dan Leo | November 01, 2009 at 04:35 PM
Poor Lego!
Posted by: Claire | November 01, 2009 at 06:14 PM
Um, way to scare the crap out of me with that title.
When we were growing up in Cleveland, it was always a big scare, making sure the cats stayed inside that night.
Posted by: Bridget Callahan | November 01, 2009 at 10:55 PM
How do you get cat pee smell out of leather? Anyone...anyone?
Posted by: Skimmer | November 02, 2009 at 04:51 PM
Skimmer, poor you...
I'm being serious. I'm not joking! First, I felt sorry for Lego and now I feel sorry for you. Cuz...ew.
Posted by: blue girl | November 02, 2009 at 05:05 PM
How do you get cat pee smell out of leather?
Well, first it has to WANT to get out.
No, that's not it.
One to get out of the leather, and the other three to...
Naw, that's not it either.
New car. Or fire.
Or a whole CRAPLOAD of those Repo Man pine fresheners.
Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | November 02, 2009 at 05:34 PM
How do you get cat pee smell out of leather? Anyone...anyone?
Buy a new car.
Signed,
The Man With Three Goddamned Cats
Posted by: Brando | November 03, 2009 at 01:45 PM