y husband and I were dressed and ready to go out for a lovely evening of dinner and theater. Having been burgled in the past, we turned on a ‘night light’ and then put the cat in the backyard.
When our Uber arrived, we walked out our front door and our rather tubby cat scooted between our legs inside, then ran up the stairs. Because our cat likes to chase our parakeet we didn’t want to leave them
unchaperoned so my husband ran inside to retrieve her and put her in the back yard again.

Because I didn’t want the Uber driver to know our house was going to be empty all evening, I explained to him that my husband would be out momentarily as he was just bidding goodnight to my mother.
A few minutes later he got into the Uber all hot and bothered, and said (to my growing horror and amusement) as the car pulled away, “Sorry it took so long but the stupid bitch was hiding under the bed and I had to poke her ass with a coat hanger to get her to come out! She tried to take off so I grabbed her by the neck and wrapped her in a blanket so she wouldn’t scratch me like she did last time.
But it worked! I hauled her fat ass down the stairs and threw her into the backyard….she had better not shit in the vegetable garden again.”
The silence in the Uber was deafening…..

My husband and I were all dressed up and ready to head out for a nice evening of dinner and a show. We had been victims of a burglary before, so we made sure to turn on a night light and put our cat in the backyard before leaving. Our cat, who had a tendency to chase our parakeet, managed to sneak back inside the house right as our Uber arrived. In a hurry, my husband rushed back inside to retrieve her and put her back outside.

As we got into the Uber, I quickly explained to the driver that my husband had just been taking care of something and would be out shortly. Little did I know, my husband’s encounter with our cat was a bit more eventful than I had anticipated.

When my husband finally got into the car, he was clearly flustered and proceeded to recount the hilarious yet slightly horrifying tale of how he had managed to get our cat back outside. He described how our cat had been hiding under the bed and he had to coax her out with a coat hanger. He went on to explain how he had to grab her by the neck and wrap her in a blanket to prevent her from scratching him as he carried her down the stairs and threw her into the backyard.

The silence in the Uber was palpable, and I couldn’t help but stifle a laugh at the absurdity of the situation. The driver, clearly taken aback by my husband’s colorful description of the events, simply continued on our way to our destination.

Despite the unexpected detour and the comical mishap with our cat, we were able to enjoy a wonderful evening out. And as we settled into our seats at the theater, I couldn’t help but chuckle at the memory of my husband’s frantic efforts to wrangle our mischievous feline. It was just another example of the unpredictable and entertaining moments that make up life with my husband.