Racer 007
- December 2nd, 2002, 06:41 AM
Went out to my car this morning and pulled out of my driveway as I usually do and decided to dust off the weekends deposit of dust and spatterings of rain and cat footprints.
Grabbed my trusty feather duster and proceeded to dust off the hood. I begin to move down the sides of the car and the roof taking off all those stupid footprints and as I start to dust off my spoiler, I see something smearing. I am like, WTF is that? Maybe moisture still there? Oh well, I keep on dusting and it is smearing all over and I smell something a little acidic. I move closer to the spoiler and it smells like ammonia. I know this smell. I smell my duster to reconfirm my thoughts and it is so. That little fucken cat urinated on my car. Damn him and his territorial pissing. This is my car, my driveway, my yard, not his. WTF was he thinking? Now I have to wash my car to remove his odor so that the other damn neighborhood cats don't claim my rear spoiler as theirs in a retalliatory effort to reclaim MY car as theirs. This is just great.
I am debating whether to leave my dog in the front yard but don't know what is worse, having cat piss on my car or dog piss on my tires. 6 of 1, half dozen of the other.
What really sucks is that I put my feather duster back into my trunk afterwards. About 5 minutes later, the horrible smell of cat piss permeated throughout my car. Damn him. I lighted up a cigarrette to maybe get rid of the smell and when I lifted it to my lips, I could smell cat piss on my fingers.
I hate Mondays.
Grabbed my trusty feather duster and proceeded to dust off the hood. I begin to move down the sides of the car and the roof taking off all those stupid footprints and as I start to dust off my spoiler, I see something smearing. I am like, WTF is that? Maybe moisture still there? Oh well, I keep on dusting and it is smearing all over and I smell something a little acidic. I move closer to the spoiler and it smells like ammonia. I know this smell. I smell my duster to reconfirm my thoughts and it is so. That little fucken cat urinated on my car. Damn him and his territorial pissing. This is my car, my driveway, my yard, not his. WTF was he thinking? Now I have to wash my car to remove his odor so that the other damn neighborhood cats don't claim my rear spoiler as theirs in a retalliatory effort to reclaim MY car as theirs. This is just great.
I am debating whether to leave my dog in the front yard but don't know what is worse, having cat piss on my car or dog piss on my tires. 6 of 1, half dozen of the other.
What really sucks is that I put my feather duster back into my trunk afterwards. About 5 minutes later, the horrible smell of cat piss permeated throughout my car. Damn him. I lighted up a cigarrette to maybe get rid of the smell and when I lifted it to my lips, I could smell cat piss on my fingers.
I hate Mondays.