The Sunday Drive
Editor’s Note: Things have been a bit hectic here lately, so we are very happy to have Zeuss Catt from Boston back with one of his entertaining and informative posts. For those of you that might be new to Zee & Zoey’s Chronicle Connection, Zeuss is one of Zee & Zoey’s offspring who moved to Boston when he was a kitten. Zeuss has quite a knack for writing and his penchant for adventure is always amazing to me! As you read his post to follow, you might be wondering why he mentions learning how to drive… click here to read about that escapade in case you missed it!
I may have lost my desire to learn how to drive, but I still have a strong appreciation for motor vehicles. Sometimes I sit in the front window for hours watching the various cars and trucks pass our house. The humans, sharp creatures that they are, noticed my automobile affinity and came up with a wonderful idea…
For the past few weeks I’ve been joining them on their Sunday drives to the pet store!
This new Sunday custom began for me in early October. Just like every other day, one of the humans grabbed my leash and vest, signalling to me that it was time to go outside into the backyard. I allowed myself to get suited up and waited for the door to open. As I waited I noticed that not only one, but TWO humans would be joining me on my walk. The more the merrier is what I always say, at least when it comes to humans. What I didn’t notice was that one of them was holding a set of truck keys.
Out we went, but instead of running onto the grass per usual we headed over to the driveway. One of the vehicles parked there was the truck in which I took my brief driving lesson. The door was being held open for me so I jumped right into the back seat. Both humans got in as well and closed the doors behind them.
What’s going on here, I thought? And then I heard the truck start up.
We were going for a ride! And not to the vet’s office, but to the food store!
The trip to the store only took ten minutes, but I loved every second. I stood in the back seat most of the time, watching traffic pass all around us. The truck is pretty tall, so I was able to look down onto many drivers. Some noticed me and waved, and I nodded back to them. Some even laughed. NONE of the other vehicles had a cat passenger.
The only thing that I wasn’t allowed to do was stick my head out the window. (They told me that I wasn’t a dog, as if I didn’t know…) I was allowed to come into the front seat for a few minutes, standing on the arm rest. When we arrived at the the store, I decided to wait in the car, and one of the humans waited with me while the other went inside. For the ride home, I remained in the back seat.
So, that was the story of my first Sunday drive. Since then I’ve taken the ride to the pet store with the humans every other Sunday, and I’ve shown them that I’m very comfortable riding in the truck. So comfortable, in fact, that they treated me to another “first” this past Sunday…