Friday, June 29, 2012

Scary Cops are Scary Part TWO

When I wrote that out I wrote: Scary Cops are Scary Party Two! by accident. I think now I need to have a party with cops and see how it goes.

So my 2nd run in with cops here on the East Coast goes as such:

I have an elderly kitty. She adorable and sweet, to me at least, but hates anything and everything to do with vets. No idea why. But they dont like her as much either so I wont take her in for a cold or whatnot. But she devloped a UTI. Which she had never had before and she was all sorts of crazy about it. I wont get into the details, but she IS a lady so she would find plastic bags to go to the bathroom on. Thats CLASSY y'all!

So I took her to the ER vet and the doctor didn't want to give her a shot. He "Didn't believe in them" so he sent her home with liquid meds I had to force down her throat. Let me just say that this did NOT go well. She was choking and I was crying and it just didn't work. So then I took her to her normal vet and he gave her a shot and we went home. The next day she went BAT SHIT CRAZY.

I mean she was running around EVERYWHERE as if she wanted to be The Flash. She was a blur, and she would hide under my bed and pant and act all crazy. So of course I freaked out. It was about 11pm and I had made myself a cocktail right before this happened. And drank it. I called the ER vets and they were all: BRING HER IN NOW! And to me I was thinking. OMG. My cat is on the verge of dying!!!! So of course I scooped her up and drove on right over to the ER vets, which is just like 15 min away. To me, they ER vets were saying: RUN EVERY LIGHT OR YOUR CAT WILL DIE!

But I didn't run the lights. I just listened to my poor cat pant and I freaked out.

Now, lets go back to me watching the news around 9pm. They talked about how in MY area there had been TWO incidents of theft involving cars. One car would be driving, ho hum along, minding its own business and then another EVIL car would come up and follow it as if the personal space bubble no longer exsisted. And then it would HIT the first car.

The first car person would pull over and the second car person would get out and ROB THEM OF ALL OF THEIR SHIT! True story y'all. This totally happened. It happened twice, and then never happened again.

So, took my cat in, they saw her and she had calmed down. She was doing better, and they sent us home. Here I am driving home around 1am, minding my OWN business when suddenly a car comes ZOOMING up behind me. Its dark and my cat is crying because she wants out of her little cage. I'm petting her and talking to her and before that person no one had been there. So I was probably swerving a bit, as I petted my cat.

Like anyone you look at the top of the car behind you to make sure its not a cop. Well apparently he had those TINY LITTLE flashy lights on his car because I had no idea he was a cop. I slowed down a bit so he could pass me, I thought he was just a crazy-ass driver being a dick. Well he continued to follow me as close as he could get without hitting me.

I FREAKED out, thinking it was those ppl and they would hit me and steal my cat or my bottles of water or emergency kit. Who KNOWS what crazies want. But I was freaking out. We came to a light, which was red and I needed to turn left and of course they pull up so close to me I could have patted them on the head, behind me...

THEN I realize its a FREAKIN COP CAR! And then I remembered my cocktail I had about 2-3 hours ago. and I was all. OH SHIT! I'm going to get a DUI because I was driving weird since I was trying to calm my cat down. If that had happened I would have cried and told the cop that my cat had been almost dying and now she's saved and please, you were the only crazy person on the road.

But the light finally turned and he honked at me to turn faster, which is all: Dude, I can only turn as fast as my car can turn. You may have a fancy car but mine is from 83. And then he ZOOMED past me. And I went home and had two more cocktails... Also my cat is fine. The girl one at least. The boy one may have a disease that if I stress him out to much he could get crystals in his penis and die. So there's that for you.

And I actually have a THIRD cop story as of a week ago. But its not nearly as fun. The cop was stupid. Do you want to hear it?

No comments:

Post a Comment