George

[spazzychic]

I encountered a black and white cat named George at about 11:10 last night. George is not a smart cat, as evidenced by the fact I met him as he jumped onto the hood of my car*... as I was in the middle of parallel parking. George is also not a thin cat. He didn't budge while I finished wiggling my car in (I hit the curb too since I had to scrabble around on the passenger seat to put my heart back in my chest). Then he and I had a bit of a late night talk. His human came by (who was looking for him... George is also not an outside cat typically) and picked up his furry butt and took him home. I wonder if it was the warm hood on a cold night, the need for company, or the salmon I had in my car?

In hindsight, it's pretty funny.

I got to bed very late, thanks to Chuzzle, a popcap game. Damn you avisionaire!

Amber

PS: I've Samhained my journal. I also just turned Samhain into a verb.

*Please note, earlier this same evening a friend of mine was telling me about a nightmare he had about corpses hitting windshields....