I have three cats, two of which are not mine. This last week, (at or near zero degrees)I went to the store and while groceries I left the car door open to put the cart back and dragged a bag of potatos back. Shut the door, drove away and had a cat jump on my side. Pretty near shiite and almost drove off the road. When I got home I saw She/he had a tag on which I used to find the old lady who owned it. She was crying at the time she answered the door. I asked “is this yours?” She was jubilant and handed me a whole pan of brownies, almost hot.
Nice story-——and a VERY smart kitty———thought you were Uber,I guess.:-)
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Great story.