Of Baja Bugs , a Birthday Cake and a CatA Chapter by Robinof turning thirtyI used to have a Baja bug , a Volkswagen modified for Off-road use . I bought it dirt cheap and resurrected it into my daily driver , saving my Camaro for more 'formal' occasions . It got great mileage and I could actually take it off road , down those narrow dirt paths that slithered off into the Sierras .
April 1986 , my Mum calls to say she made me cake for my birthday and I arrange to come by that night after work . I end up working late and make it to Mum's after dark . I gather my cake , exchange pleasantries and begin to head back home . I place my cake on the seat , fasten my four point seat belt and fired up that bad boy - and the Cat , who crawled through my sunroof and was ( key word - was ) sleeping in my back seat .
Time is strange . I can still see that cat ( large and male ) seemingly defy gravity as it was circling at must have been near light speed , bending light and space in a manner worthy of Schrodingers own Kitty on the loose .
And panic , panic is horrible thing , really it is , Cat and I have two similar goals - to get the hell out of that Car ! I am trapped in my harness , while Cat is constantly reminded of the nature of glass . I manage to finally escape , rolling out of seat onto grass , as Cat explodes from vehicle over me . I lay there - my Bug lumping away at idle - my heart beating through my chest , staring into a wonderful star-filled sky , my mind filled with the ageless question - What the f**k ?!
As I stand , I begin to feel the pain - kitty done shredded me. I am bleeding - badly , my shoulder and forearms taking the brunt of his flailing claws . I then look over to the passenger seat , and see a Birthday cake that now resembles one as if they used firecrackers for candles ...
I take the plate back into the house , Mum wearing the age old question now on her face . I have only One word - Cat , followed by silence while I cleaned my wounds .
It was tough turning 30 ... © 2011 RobinFeatured Review
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7 Reviews Added on April 24, 2011 Last Updated on April 24, 2011 AuthorRobinCAAboutI am a man , I breathe nature , I listen to the stars , I speak dream , music is my life blood , my words pour from my heart . I observe , my hands express . Feel my words , look as deeply into yo.. more..Writing
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