Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Down on the Farm: I Have WHAT Under My Hood?

For a while, I worked at veterinary clinic, Ribbonwood Animal Hospital, on the weekends, hoping to keep up my education and make a little money on the side.  Although I had to travel 45 to 50 miles to get there, I really enjoyed the work and the people I worked with.

One particular day, I was rushing to work to get there a little early because I had to drop my car off to get the oil changed.  Mom would meet me at work to watch the little ones and so she was going to deliver me the few blocks to and from work for the oil change.

Everything went smoothly; I got to work a little early, took my car to the lube station, got back to work and would just wait to hear when my car was ready to pick up.

The phone call I got came sooner than I expected and was not at all what I expected to hear!

Apparently, the mechanics opened my hood and peeking out at them was our best mouse/bird/bunny catcher, Maize.   The thoughts of our poor kitty riding under the hood going 70 miles per hour down the freeway for nearly an hour was almost more than even I could take!  They assured me, however, that he was fine and contained in a box.

I rushed over to pick up our lucky feline and found him no worse for wear.  Besides being a little bit jumpy and a smudge of grease on the top of his head, he was just fine.
This is Maize.

Maize has never ventured under the car since his ride of terror, (although he loves to be on top of it,) and has no problem going into a cat carrier when we have to transport him somewhere, (a definite ride in style when comparing, I'm sure.)  Like I've said before, you have to raise them tough if they're going to make it on a farm!

Has your cat ever taken a horrifying/funny/adventurous trip somewhere?


  1. Oh, the poor cat.

    So glad he was OK!

  2. Oh my god your poor cat! Ha I bet the other pets think he's real hardcore now ;)!

    I haven't had any serious adventures with my cat, although one of the ones I have now was missing for a year, and when the shelter called to say they found him (on the front steps of a house I had lived at 5 years ago) I asked how he was doing and they said, "I'm sure he's been fine. Come pick him up. All 15 lbs of him." Sure enough he was super dirty, but looked like he'd been living on small deer for the past year. Solid muscle. Gotta love those farm cats!

  3. Thats some adventure! This cat has a tall tale to tell the other cats and kitties. I am so glad he was unharmed, thats pretty amazing.

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