{sammi}

Meet Sammi… This cute cat was “up in my grill” the day of the wedding. Let me explain…

After Friday night rehearsal, we stopped at my neighbor’s house, which happens to be my sister-in-law’s house. I noticed when Paige and I left to go home that I had left the door of my Yukon open. Not thinking much of it, we proceeded home.

Saturday morning I started loading the Yukon for our busy day/night ahead and noticed that it was locked. Now, I NEVER lock my car in the garage so this was strange. I immediately thought that Brady must have been playing in there and accidentally locked it again, yes again. So, after retrieving the spare keys from inside I unlocked it and continued my attempt to load things. I opened the door and the worst smell was coming at me. Upon further investigation, I found it – the source of the stinch – a HUGE pile of poo in the back floorboard. I have to confess, the first thought that went thru my mind was that Brady had done it – how? I have no idea but he was my first thought. I went BACK inside to have what in retrospect is a hilarious conversation with my husband (aka Superman)…

Me: hey hon, um, there is a huge pile of &@#$ in my car!!
Dane: what?!?! Why!?!?
Me: seriously, I don’t know why. what I do know is that it needs cleaned up ASAP because I need to be on the road. remember, my door was opened last night at your sisters.

***for those of you who don’t know “us” very well; Dane cleans up all our stinky messes because I have a HUGE gag reflex that I have now passed onto one of our children. back to the story***

Dane: oh, that’s right. I bet a cat got in there and pooed while we were inside. he proceeds to the garage with gag reflex kid in tow (Brady)

Me: I am processing this while gathering stuff and start panicking because remember, my doors were locked. so, I run to the garage to tell him that the source of the poo may still be in my car and accidentally locked it trying to escape.
Dane: is there to greet me with sammi.

Yes, that’s right…sammi spent the entire night in my Yukon, locked it and left me a big present. So my hero husband proceeded to throw sammi outside, back the car out, open all doors and clean the poo so I could be on my way.

Paige and I arrive at Belk in Rogers (30 minutes away from home). We get out of the car and hear “meow”. I am not kidding, I thought I was losing my mind and that sammi was haunting me! Paige says, “mom, did you hear that cat”? Yes, I did honey and I am SO glad you did too!! We head into the store and I immediately call Dane to say “hey hon, what are the chances that I would hear a cat in the Belk parking lot”? He laughs and says, “hmm, I guess it could have gotten back in your car while we were airing it out”. Are you kidding me! We got what we needed from Belk and then I looked inside the car for sammi, again. No cat. Ok I thought. What are the chances it is “in” my car? I called Dane back. (by now, I know he sick of me, sick of this cat, but he never acts like it). “hey hon, umm, Paige and are going to Chili’s for lunch…either come and trade me vehicles because I don’t want to drive to Fayetteville knowing I might have a cat “in” my car or come find the cat”! He says, be there in 10.

I haven’t mentioned that Dane is with the groom and helping him get things done, but it’s his brother and I am sure Trent knows by now how crazy his SIL is.

Paige and I proceed to have lunch – yes, we have priorities. Dane and Trent show up, pop the hood and there sits sammi on my motor! And alive! Dane does what any man would do…picks up sammi and tosses her in the parking lot! I see this, call him and say “hon, I think that is Kayla’s favorite cat”. He cusses, I doubt it but makes the story better, and the next thing I see is him and Trent looking for the cat in the parking lot! They can’t find it so they pop the hood again and sammi had gotten back on my motor.

Sammi spends the rest of the day in the back of Dane’s truck in his toolbox. Don’t worry PETA, no cats were harmed in the making of this crazy day! But, one might have been harmed if in fact it hadn’t been found to be a certain neice’s favorite cat.

I couldn’t make this stuff up!