I am driving through my old neighborhood in Coquitlam. Slowly. There is a cat chasing a squirrel up the middle of the street. I stop. The squirrel runs up to my car, jumps on the hood, and the up the windshield on to the top of my car. The cat does the same. At this point, their trajectories begin to differ as the squirrel manages to avoid my sunroof, while the cat does not. Gravity is a bitch. The squirrel makes a clean getaway, while the cat falls onto my head through the sunroof. The cat then scrambles over the backseat and gets a little frantic because the squirrel is disappearing from sight. What started as a sedate drive through my old neighborhood culminates in my having to pull over due to the extremely disgruntled feline in the back of my car.
I'll bet the squirrel is still telling this story to his friends. I'll bet the cat is keeping his mouth shut.{