We used to have a cat that loved to go for rides. I'd be driving along, and the cat would pop up from the back seat. Once we were in my parent's car and could hear the cat howling; it took me a moment to figure out where she was. "Pull over!" I yelled to my dad. Dusty was on top of the cat, hanging on to the roof rack for dear life!
We used to have a cat that loved to go for rides. I'd be driving along, and the cat would pop up from the back seat. Once we were in my parent's car and could hear the cat howling; it took me a moment to figure out where she was. "Pull over!" I yelled to my dad. Dusty was on top of the cat, hanging on to the roof rack for dear life!
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