Letting Mama Cat Out of the Bag

The story goes that once upon a time a husband and wife were headed to the biggest Christmas party of the season. After dressing to the nines, they phoned the local cab company and requested a taxi. Then they switched on a night-light, turned up the answering machine, covered the pet parakeet and put the cat in the backyard.

Soon, the taxi pulled up to the curb outside and the excited party-goers headed out the front door, only their cat, the same one they had already put out through the back door, scooted back inside. The couple sighed. They couldn’t leave the cat inside. She’d spend the night trying to get in the bird-cage, and they would come home to a traumatized parakeet. So, while the woman went out to the taxi, the man went back inside to fetch the cat.

Unfortunately, the cat wasn’t feeling cooperative. Up the stairs she went with the man in hot pursuit. As the minutes ticked by his wife decided she needed to give the driver some sort of explanation but she was hesitant about letting him know the house would be empty for the night. “I do hope you don’t mind waiting,” she said. “My husband will be out soon, he’s just going upstairs to say goodbye to my mother.”

A few minutes later, the husband got into the cab. “Sorry,” he said to his wife, as they drove away. “She was hiding under the bed. I had to poke her with a coat hanger to get her to come out! His wife made a shushing face but her hint went unnoticed as her frustrated husband continued, “I had to wrap her in a blanket to keep her from scratching me. But it worked! I hauled her fat tail downstairs and threw her out into the back yard!”

They say the cab driver hit a parked car.

Hugs,
Shellie