Saturday, May 29, 2010

Operation 9 Lives: The "Cat-tastrophe."

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After an hour of trying to lure the kittens out with tuna, Lee went off to poker night, and I went down the street to a friends house.

A bottle of wine later...

We decided to go get the kittens out of the car once and for all... three of us marched down the street armed with tuna, laundry baskets and glasses of wine. (We planned to trap them in a laundry basket... apparently that is my "catch all" for creatures.)

We looked under the hood... no cats.

Hmm.. well that's weird...

Maybe they're hiding...

Our newest idea was, "put the car in neutral... push it out of the drive way... and leave it in the street. Then when the cats came down from their hiding place they would be out of the yard..." Genius!

So it's decided... I'll put the car in neutral and the other two will get in front of the car and push us out.

I get in the car...

Gate open? Check.

Car in neutral? Check.

Clutch in? Check.

And then...

I started the car.

Oops...

It wasn't until I heard the screams that I realized what I'd done.

They say, "Don't drink and drive..."

I say, "Don't drink and drive... don't even sit behind the wheel and put it in neutral, because inevitably you will start the engine, and the kittens you are trying to save will be chopped up into little tiny pieces."

I immediately cut the engine and jumped out to look for blood and guts.

Thankfully there were none...

I checked the yard everyday for a week, but there was never any sign of the kittens...

Pretty sure I committed murder.

Well, I guess it was accidental... so I'll lessen the charges to "kitten-slaughter."