My husband and I were heading out for dinner, so we put the cat outside and called an Uber.
Right as we stepped out, the cat dashed back inside. My husband ran in to grab her.
Not wanting the driver to think the house was empty, I casually said,
“He’ll be right back… just saying goodnight to my mother.”
A minute later, my husband jumps in, out of breath, and says:
“Sorry! That stupid thing was hiding under the bed… I had to jab her with a hanger, grab her by the neck, wrap her up, and throw her outside!”
…
The driver slowly looked at me in the mirror.
And suddenly… I didn’t have a mother anymore. 😬
