I killed a cat.
or rather...the cat ran into my tire.
I never even saw it....It bolted from the grass right under the car...
I turned the car around to make sure
it wasn't the dog belonging to the
couple that thinks we can't see them making out
in the grass
in the freezing cold
in the dark
Still pretty shook up, I asked Haven if she was okay, because she was in hysterics.
"...Honey, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
"NO Mommy! Now something bad is going to happen to us."
"What do you mean sweety?"
"You know mom. What goes around comes around."
"It's okay sweety...that must have been one naughty cat."
I'm still reallllllly upset about the cat.
The UP side...
Haven has a very clear understanding of Karma.
(or at least the street version)
Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss and my most special Momma.