Step 2: Consult your co-worker's GPS system. Realize that there are dozens of Thai restaurants, and decide to go to the first one on the list.
Step 3: Drive to said Thai restaurant. Pull around to the back, where there will presumably be more parking. Notice there are lots of cars parked in the back, even though there aren't many people in the restaurant.
Step 4: Get out of the car, realize there is a woman standing by the doorway in her underwear. Ignore her, because you hear the sound of a kitten meowing.
Step 5: Catch said kitten. Immediately fall in love with kitten and decide to adopt it.
Step 6: Realize woman is now naked, and decide to get the hell out of there and go home with the kitten.
Step 7: Order pizza.
WIN!
It's true, we totally found a kitten behind a brothel and she is black and white and named Moxie. Pictures will be forthcoming.
Special Addition: Each of our cats has been found in its own unique way. Rodney was trapped between cinderblocks on the beach, and Basil was wandering around in a Walgreens. Moxie's story, however, is the best.
Is teenage life supposed to be this uninteresting in comparison to adulthood, Dana?
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