Scaredy Cat!

So I am not a fan of cats at all, partially because in intermediate school my cousin's cat hit me in the face, and partially because I am allergic.

Tonight, right now even I am spending time at Amber Corley's with Amber and Whitney Turnacliff finishing up and reviewing/preparing for our test at eight in the morning. After eating supper Whit and I decide it would be best to grab our gear out of our vehicles so that eventually we can prepare for bed. Well, I go to my car, and start searching for clothes that I am going to wear tomorrow, out of my giant laundry bag. When all of a sudden in the dark abyss of Early, Texas I feel a hit on my ankle, I FREAK OUT. Needless to say I glance down and instead of a monster ready to pounce, I see a cat. So I am not as terrified until, it leaps into my car and won't get out. (Mainly terrified that fur will be left in my vehicle and the next day my allergies will be going crazy and bezerk)

But now, I go back to work. So that we get sleep tonight eventually.