It’s okay with me that Olive isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. Really.
But I DO wish our newest kitteh would show at least a little sense around cars.
However, if she’s outside and I get in my car to leave, she tends to choose and do one of the following.
- Wander out from her spot under the bushes and flop down just behind the rear wheel of the car (her favorite).
- Scamper from one side of the driveway to the other by going underneath the car. This is while I’m backing down the driveway by slow inches. This actually happened. She’s not even a year old, and I’m not sure how many of her nine lives she has left.
- Stroll out to sit smack in the middle of the driveway (where she watches me gesticulate madly inside the car). She doesn’t appear to be offended when I honk.
- Come skipping up — as I open the car door to holler at her — to leap into the car.
This, ladies and gentlemen, is natural selection being thwarted. In the age of the dinosaurs Olive would simply be paste on the bottom of a slow-moving dino’s foot. Instead, our clan works night and day to keep her alive and on the planet.
The Maker created this helpful sign (he didn’t know “Olive” had an “e” at the end) and taped it up in our garage to remind us all to check thoroughly around the garage and driveway area before putting the key in the ignition. She’s so troublesome about this that we’ve taken to putting her in the house every time before we leave, or else someone stands Olive-guard while the other person backs down the driveway.
I’ve told our next door neighbor about our wretched cat, and I only hope they check before they move their car, or else natural selection may win.