The Cat and the Daughter

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I know that eventually God is just going to reach down and slap me on the back of my head, send me sprawling and say, What are you thinking?????

But, God forgive me, when something is funny, I laugh, and if it's really funny, I laugh so hard I can't breathe.

I had to go  take the youngest daughter to Centerville today. The nursing home where she works in Buffalo has closed down. To apply for unemployment and apply to get the wages they did not pay the last couple of weeks she worked, she had to go to the Work Force office in Centerville.

The reason I had to take her is that she has a severe case of laryngytis. She can't speak above a whisper, so she needed me to be her voice. That job I can handle.

As I waited for her to come out of her house, I saw a little cat, it didn't really look like a kitten, it was just a small cat. Right before she came out to the car, the cat disappeared, I thought it went under her trailer, but didn't really pay attention to where it went.

As she got into the car, whispering, Hi, Mama, thank  you for coming and helping me get this done, she is standing with the door open, leaning into the car putting her purse on the floorboard and moving some papers I had laying on the front seat.

All of a sudden the little cat jumps from the roof on the car onto her behind. She grabs me by the wrist, opening her mouth like she is screaming, but only a little squeaking sound is coming out. I, on the other hand, do not have laryngitis, and when she grabbed me I screamed, took my foot of the brake, and came damn near parking the car in her living room.

Once my heart beat slowed down, it got funnier and funnier, as I told her to please stop sitting on her knees in the car, she is a grown woman,  I just could not stop laughing. I didn't realize that I could give birth to or my husband could father a child with no sense of humor, but we evidently have!

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