I’ve got a funny little story to share! One evening, my fiancé and I were bringing groceries in, and the back of my Rav4 was open. After unloading everything, we shut the door and went inside for the night.
The next morning, as we got into the car, I heard a faint meow. I told Colin there was a kitten in the car, and he thought I was imagining things. But the moment he started the engine, a tiny blur of fur shot straight to the front seat.
The kitten was frantically trying to find a way out, so I rolled down all the windows. Colin—who’s 6’4”—literally jumped out of the car to give the little guy a better escape route, not even bothering to put the car in park first! The kitten bolted like lightning. We were both scratched up but ended up laughing hysterically because we must have looked completely insane.
Our apartment complex had lots of feral cats, but they were usually too fast and shy to catch. Eventually, we earned this little guy’s trust, got him to let us pet him, brought him inside, and took him to the vet. Now he’s the superstar of our household. We named him Smoogie.
Credit to the rightful owner~