This story is about a miniature Eskimo Spitz dog named kitty. That’s right the dogs name was kitty lol. She was my grandmothers dog. My gram chose the name kitty because she always wanted a cat too, and she knew she couldn’t get another animal other than this dog, so she named it kitty. This story takes place about 8 years ago.
Picture it, Oakdale 2006. It was a beautiful summer day, not a cloud in sight. It was a perfect day to go out for a drive, so that’s what I did. I decided to take kitty with me. I loaded kitty into my 1993 Oldsmobile Cutless Ciera named Eleanor . I sat her on the passenger side seat, then I shut the door. Once I was in the car, I buckled up and pressed play on my cd player and put my headphones on. Now I know this is a big no no, but my radio didn’t work in the car, and I just had to have music. The car also didn’t have a horn, which was probably not a good thing either lol. After picking track number 6, Here I go again by Whitesnake on my cd player, I put the car in gear and heading down the road. The speed limit was 35 mph, but I was going 45. I guess I have never been good at following the rules. As I continued driving down this long road, putting the pedal to the metal, I decided to put both the driver and the passenger side windows all the way down. I wanted to feel the wind on my face, my long hair blowing in the breeze, you get my drift. I would soon find out that this was also a big no no too when you have a dog riding in your car. I looked over at kitty and she was just sitting on the passenger side seat, she wasn’t up on the window at all. I continued to Cruz down the road jamming to white snake. Thank goodness for peripheral vision, because out of the corner of my eye I seen this white puff ball fly out the window. I pulled over real quick and slammed on the brakes. I was panicking. I was so shook up that the only thing I could pull myself to do, was open the car door and just sit there calling, here kitty kitty kitty kitty kitty. Within a few seconds of calling her, she jumped back into the car on my lap. I kept hugging her. I was so thankful she was okay. She didn’t have a single scratch on her. Thank goodness I wasn’t on a highway, because things might of been allot worse. I can only imagine what the drivers behind me must of been thinking. They must of thought it was a big snowball. They were probably really confused since it was august, the hottest month of the year and this big white fluffy snowball looking thing was flying in the air. I just don’t understand it, she was just sitting on the seat. She wasn’t even up on the window. It was the like the wind just sucked her right out the window. Poor baby. For a small moment in time I guess you can say she was Gone With The Wind.