THUMP!!!...

I did that once and besides killing the cat it disabled the car by turning three fan belts off their pulleys and made an unpleasant job of replacing those belts.
 
Back in the late 80's I drove a route for a vending company. I left my last stop of the day and drove about 25 miles back to the warehouse. When I rolled down the window to back my van in, I heard the loudest, most pitiful yowling I'd ever heard. Even the employees in the offices came out to find out what was up. Turns out a little kitten had climbed up on my back axle and had wound up getting the ride of her life. Remember, the axle doesn't get the benefit of springs or shocks, and I'll never know how she hung on, but she did. One of my coworkers took her home and weaned her, and she lived a full, kitty life.
 
But....... Did you get a date with her out of it???

Yes. Funny thing about it is I don't remember her name, but I remember her car. I drove a Fathom Green 427 Roadster, she had a gold coupe (T tops) with a 350 HP 350 ci engine, both had Muncie 4 speeds.
 
My father once drove 3 miles to the pharmacy with our dumb Siamese cat on the roof of his car! She liked to climb up on the roof and snooze in the warmth, but would always hop off of the car when it was started.

Pop gets in, starts the car, and, figuring the cat is gone, he backs out of the driveway. A few minutes later he gets to the drugstore and gets out of the car...... only to find a paralyzed-with-fright Siamese gripping the windshield gasket with every claw she had! Looking around, Pop peels her off of the roof and puts her in the back seat, then goes inside.

He said he was wondering why everyone was giving him weird looks as he drove through town...
 
Most counties in the US have leash laws. They apply to cats just as much as they do to dogs.

It is the pet's owner's responsibility to provide a safe environment for their animals. If you let ANY pet run loose, you are irresponsible and the primary cause of any injury or death to your free ranging animal.

I like cats pretty well...mostly...but this is the answer. If my neighbor can't keep his cat on his property it is not my problem, and don't make me out to be a cad because I did what I do every morning...namely start my car. I know it is not hilarious, but I admit I had a little laugh coz I have seen it happen several times...
 
My ex wife was/is a cat woman. Before I knew her she donated her time to the cat protection soceity. Even made me drive to their HQ in new york city on a trip. I stayed in the car.
Another time she had me take her to a cat house some old woman had in califoria. It stunk so bad I ran out and waited in the car. When I said something she was so used to it she never smelled it! She had about 9 or 12 cats when we met. She paired it down to 2 before I proposed. Then in short order it looked like she had about a dozzen again! Once I had a brand new motorcycle jacket issued me. I was getting ready for work, put my arm in the sleeve and found out a cat done its business in the sleeve. Another time I started putting on my boots to go to work and a cat had pooped in it! My ex wanted some of that burlap wall paper. Against my better judgement I had a decorater put some up in our brand new house. I will let you use your imagnation on that one, but now that I think about it, I belive it was the beginning of the end of our marrage. Some time ago my daughter told me her mom has 50 cats!
We have two well behaved cats. Most of the time they sleep on theresa. One thing about a cat over a dog. If you set up things right, you can go on a trip for a week or so. You could never leave a dog home over a day or two. I like dogs and had some. Now that I am retired we like to go and a dog wouldnt work out well. Sure do miss one though.
 
Yup, time to fire up the power washer... I like cats fine, but they are generally not the brightest creatures on the planet. I'd be bummed if it happened to my cat, but I would not be surprised.

Story reminds me of a buddy of mine in college. He showed up to the student union one winter morning looking a little bothered. Asked him what was wrong, and he started up his car, and a cat was in the fan. He described the sound, and said what a mess it was. He said he had to use a stick to get some of the cat parts off, and out of the way...

A couple months later, I accidentally ran over a flock of birds, and they got sucked up into my fan. I was glad I remembered about using the stick; yuck!
 
There's leash laws for cats?
Really?

Ya wanna have sum reel fun? Go over to my b-i-l's and put a collar and leash on one of his (many, many) cats.
PLEASE - Have someone shooting video of this event :)
 
What if you only WOUNDED him !?!

What if he wants revenge...

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A few years ago someone was driveing on the desert. They thought they ALMOST? hit a coyote. I belive it happened here in utah. They drove straight through to northern california and found the small coyote was alive and somehow wedged up behind the front bumper!
 
Back in 1964 my company sent me to willow creek california to treat utility poles. I got there and hired a crew. I had a 17 1/2 ft travel trailer and was parked about 4 miles out of town in a forest service campground.
On my way to pick up my guys my first morning on the job I saw a "dead" deer, hit by a vehicle. Picked up my boys and as I came up to the deer it kicked feebely. We got out and seen it wouldnt make it. It passed out and my soul was visited by larceny. We threw it in the back of the truck as deer season also started that weekend, but I was from out of state with no license. I drove a short ways and the deer came to and kicked my tools and supplys all over the back of the truck. I stopped again and the deer was about finished. I decided to cut its throat and pulled over in the woods. Again it come to as I started my goulish deed and kicked the hell out of me and in my face too! There wasnt anything else to do but finish my task. I and some other campers I had met ate good for a few days!
 
Two guys I worked with hit a bobcat on the way to work. They threw it in the trunk and came on to work. They opened the trunk in the plant parking lot and discovered the cat wasn't dead. It was hurt, but very much alive. it was kind of interesting watching them figure out how they could shoot that bobcat and not hit the gas tank underneath the trunk.


My Dad had one of our cats throw all three belts off his old Chevy truck once. He never came to visit again that he didn't raise his hood to check for cats. That cat lost quite a bit of hair but survived.
 
My daughter's cat went to the supermarket.....under the hood of the neighbor's car. When the neighbor invstigated the strange noises coming from the engine compartment he found a thoroughly frightened CAT. She must have been fairly far back on the engine block, for she really wasn't injured. She was missing a lot of hair on one side of her tail which must have got up against the fan. Her paws were pretty painful from contact with the hot engine block. He brought her back and presented her to my daughter. The cat was sorta snooty and not very friendly, but she required a lot of comforting that day.
 
Two summers ago I saw a "Free Kitten, See Shipping Department" sign on a bulletin board at work. Out of curiosity I went to Shipping and found a small black kitten with a white spot on its chest. When I asked where it came from I was informed the cat had ridden in to work with a woman, inside the engine compartment, twice. She felt it would likely not survive a 3rd trip so was trying to find a home for it. I told her I could use an outside cat and if that was OK I'd take it.

Late that fall my wife had to put her dog down for health reasons, which was as hard on her as you would expect. About a week later I came home from work and discovered the cat had moved inside. This worked out well because my daughters rat terrier really needed a new playmate and my wife needed a pet to distract her from losing the dog.
 
I had a neighbor once that didn't like my little Jack Russell coming over and doing his business over there. I told him that he has my persmission to do whatever he needs to do to break him of that habit.

The next week I saw where he got hit with what I think was some .22 shotshells. A few days later, he went missing and I never heard from him after that. I kinda missed him for a bit, but if he was messing around on private property, he got what was coming to him. I guess I'm kind of a mind my own business type of guy.

We donated the food to the vet's office at the time.
I've got a smarter dog now. :p

There are plenty of good used cats around- why get a new one? We have a perfectly fine tortoiseshell feline that we picked up used that thinks it's a dog. My kind of cat.

Please folks, spay and neuter your pet- otherwise the lead or starter treatment may be issued by someone else...
Or they may wind up as dinner somewhere. ;)
 
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Oh, one more cat story on the note of the bobcat...

Back in the 1950's sometime- I can't remember- dad went out trapping some foxes with one of his friends. That worked along pretty good for a while and they caught several. One night though they ventured up on a trap and lo and behold there was a bobcat in it. To say that it was a bit ill tempered at the circumstance that it found itself would be a gross misstatement. My father got the idea that they could catch it and his friend could take a picture of it while he held it- so his other friends would think he was a "real man" I guess. He pulled off a leather jacket he was wearing and proceeded to try to bear hug that bobcat while using the leather jacket as a sort of buffer to keep from getting scratched.

Let's just say that it was a bad idea. There was nothing left of the jacket, he required lots to stitches and medication, and the bobcat got shot.

So, if you ever decide to bear hug a mad bobcat...don't. :eek:
 
I like cats. But, I wouldn't consider myself a cat lover. Many years ago when I was going to college and quite poor I was living in a trailer in a trailer park in north Florida. The trailer I rented was one of two set off to themselves with the back to woods. The neighbors were fine and we got along quite nicely, but the neighbor wife was a soft touch and loved cats. Needless to say, every stray cat that came 'round was fed. Well the cats decided to stay and just for kicks reproduce having giant litters because many tom's were in the mix. I didn't mind having literally a hundred cats around, it did keep the rodent population down and they stuck pretty much around the neighbors place. The next winter the neighbors decided to move away and left all the cats. Animal control was useless. They left 2 traps and only checked once a week even if I called them daily. My wife being the kindly person she is, started feeding them out of our food money behind my back. The cats decided to stick around my place now. Course, it was winter and the cats started getting sick. Now I'm getting angry about the cats. The last straw was when my toddler fell down concete steps because she stepped on a cat.

Oddly, the next day, the remaining cats were laying on their sides and being very still with funny .22 holes in 'em. I figured god struck them down with .22 sized silent lighning bolts. The buzzards feasted for quite a while. Stoopid cats weren't even smart enough to run away.
 
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