The strangest thing happened on the way to work today. You know how sometimes you’ll be driving down the road and some box or paper or something rolls out from under the car in front of you? That’s not what happened today.
It was a kitten. And I’m near certain it actually fell out from under the truck. That is to say the kitten had been riding in/on/under the truck and decided to fall off at the intersection of Williamsburg and Main. I thought it was just a bag or something as it tumbled along from wind or momentum. But bags don’t get up and run away. And they don’t have eyes, whiskers, and cute pink noses.
I slowed down abruptly hoping to avoid a collision. It felt like I might have hit it, but I didn’t see anything oozing life when I checked my mirrors. I hope the little tyke made it across, but it was a pretty busy intersection.
The lady’s going to get home to her kids asking, “Mommy, where’s Fluffy? He was playing by your car this morning…” Poor Fluffy. Poor kids. They have no idea.
-j
I'm Jason, and I like to write.
HOW AWFUL!!!
I’m so sorry….