Chapter 2 (page 8)

It literally became a "got-to" dumping ground in the garage. Anything and everything was then dropped in and on it. It even got to the point that it wasn't being cleaned out anymore. It slipped further and further away. One of the lighter sides to this stretch of time was when It became the favorite home to a stray cat that my sister named Freddie. This cat followed my Mom and our Dog Mickey home from a run one day. We always said that when a cat follows a jogger and her dog home and takes up refuge in an old beat up car - that is one seriously desperate cat! But that is exactly what happened.

We used to pile old blankets in the car and eventually there were enough to make for a comfy little nest in the trunk. Freddie would arrange the blankets in the trunk and sleep there. On one occasion we hadn't seen Freddie for a day or two (he was an inside/ outside cat) and we began to wonder where he was. We began to search for him, leaving food outside overnight and looking in the nearby fields, only to turn up nothing. Several days into the search (at least 3 maybe even 5) I was walking by the Porsche and happen to notice that the blankets in the trunk had an odd shaped bulge to them. I approached the trunk curious and cautious, deciding to inspect the bulge more closely. I even call Freddie's name a few times. Nothing, no movement, no sound. So as I got close I slowly put my hand down to touch the bulge, literally straight out of a movie scene where you pretty much know something is going to happen, and then it did. I touched the bulge ever so slightly and the bulge exploded with movement and snarls that scared the S/*`t out of me! It was Freddie! He was turning and tossing and now all tied up in the blankets unable to free himself, and the more he rolled around in those blankets the worse it got. He bounced around the trunk for a good 8-10 seconds, screaming and hissing until he got to the front of the trunk to the spare tire area. Because of my crash, the bottom of that area was gone and when he fell off the trunk shelf into the spare section, he rolled out of the blankets and onto the floor. He, of course, was rattled, pissed and totally confused and I was laughing like hell! But in the end, we found him and her were OK!