“What the hell, Mom?!”
“Why’d you stop so fast?!”
“Because a cat leaped out of those bushes and into the road in front of us.”
“Aw. A cat? Why didn’t you tell us there was a cat in the road?”
“Because so many of my brain cells were busy saying ‘Holy shit, a cat!’ on the inside, that I couldn’t say anything.”
“It would have been nice to know that you were going to stop the car that fast.”
“Again. Slamming on the brakes and making a timely announcement about doing so are mutually exclusive activities.”
“You could have at LEAST said, ‘hang on guys!’, like you do sometimes!”
“I say ‘hang on, guys!’ when I have the benefit of KNOWING what I plan to do; pulling out onto a busy street, for example. I can guarantee you that I had no idea that a feral cat was about to fling itself into the road.”
“But you did it twice!”
“Yes, yes, I did. The second time, the cat turned around halfway across the road and ran BACK in front of our car.”
“At least it wasn’t a black cat.”
“Agreed.”
And……. the prosecution rests…..for now….
squirrel circus 
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Twice?! Wow, that’s unlucky no matter the colour. 🙂 Great story, this made me laugh!
Yes, out and back — like squirrels do sometimes!
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ManBeast insisted on stopping almost dead in the road today for just such an indecisive squirrel. We were in Jersey at the time, and was sure we were going to get rear-ended.
I gave him a hard time, but sounds like you’ve got a lively pair of backseat drivers! 🙂
Yes! So many times that I’m out driving and see one a short distance ahead — I usually chant, “run, squirrel, run!” willing them to KEEP going. 🙂
And that’s why they have seatbelts on. I get all kinds of grief when I ride with my daughter at the wheel. That’s just for gasping…at which point she slams on the brakes, then yells at me for gasping which causes her to slam on the brake. I won’t even get into why I have to gasp so often while she’s driving but all I can say is – wait until the boys have their licenses!
Ugh!! I can definitely wait for that! I still don’t feel comfortable riding in my sister’s car, and SHE’s 35-years old!
I hear ya – I have a younger sister who drives with 1 foot on the gas & 1 foot on the brake, kid you not. So when she panics & hits both it gets interesting.