It seems like I live in my car between the hours of 3 and 8. Yesterday I packed Sarah into my very cool mini van and headed to get Ben from school and deliver him to scouts. After arriving at scouts, I opened the back door to get Sarah out. I screamed as a large black cat shot out of the car like it's tail was on fire. After the shock of being scared to death by a demonic cat, I had to start thinking of where this cat came from.
Worst case scenario: It's my neighbors cat, and I catnapped him and delivered him all the way across the valley and released him into the wild.
Best case, and one I have chosen in my mind: It's the scout leaders cat, and he simply jumped in and jumped out. Yea, that's it. I talked to the leader and she does have a black cat.
Although, so does my neighbor, and I haven't seem him all morning.