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May 21, 2005 I was in a rush to get to work the other day, I was running late. My job is about a mile away from the house. I pulled into my employer’s parking lot and began hearing a strange noise from somewhere on or in my truck (I thought it was a fuel pump). I pulled into a parking spot and jumped out to see what the heck was going on underneath my hood. I looked around the engine and spotted two little yellow eyes looking up at me. It was a kitten, a tiny little black kitten. What now? I was in a hurry so I pulled the little guy out of the engine by its neck (only thing I could get a hold on). Placing the little guy in the grass, I ran to clock in. I had full intentions of coming back and finding a box for the baby, but I was accosted in the hallway by a coworker and forgot all about it. Later that day, I heard my friend Kelly yelling something to me. She was on her knees looking under someone else’s car. She had the little furry critter in her hands and was yelling, “Stan, I found a cat under so-and-so’s car.” Now what? Like any ordinary man, I feigned ignorance (that’s not hard for me to feign). “Really?” I said, acting as innocent and surprised as I could. “Wow, what are you going to do with it?” “I’ll take it to my grandpa’s farm. He needs more cats.” “Great idea, Kelly.” I was still doing the feigning thing. Soon, a crowd gathered around us (that’s just great). Kelly told everyone how she had heard a cat meowing and found this furry little creature under so-and-so’s car. Quickly, there became a hero’s welcome. It was almost a chant, “Kelly found a cat. Kelly found a cat.” It then became an exaggerated chant, “Kelly is a hero. Kelly is a hero.” Kelly was soaking delightfully in her newfound champion-hood. I found myself getting amused. I then found myself laughing as I walked away (couldn’t let anyone see me).
As you can imagine, Kelly’s praise was heard all over the agency. I’m surprised it wasn’t announced on the intercom system, but it was fun. Kelly is an extremely neat young lady and I got a kick out of her excitement and her moment in the sun. You can tell that I am an old geezer, because things like that make me smile. Anymore, a bowel movement makes me smile, a clean shave, and a night in bed without my feet cramping up on me. I’m straying aren’t I? I better quit while I’m ahead.
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