Yesterday (Wednesday) morning was an incredibly rushed one since we had two invitations to lunch -- Badshahda's grihapravesh and Manashi's shaad. V was to run out for a couple of things early in the morning and rushed downstairs almost as soon as he woke up. In a few minutes he was back up, explaining that a kitten had been startled by the sight of him and had jumped under Ally's bonnet, near the engine. So he couldn't even back the car out of parking, what should he do?
Kittens. I've taken care of plenty and I tell you, there are few things quite as stupid as a kitten.
So I rushed down with an umbrella and generally poked around until I saw it. The eyes were still pretty blueish and it looked tiny, what little I could see. I worked out that it was quite nervous what with Vicky and me on either side of the bonnet and the wall in front of the car. So I sent Vicky upstairs to get me something (I forget what) and by some encouragement, coaxing and judicious umbrella-poking, managed to get it out.
That was episode one and quite bad enough, if you ask me. What kind of a moron would hide near an engine???
In the evening, Vicky and Rahul were to go out on an errand before Shuktara's birthday party. I was pottering around the flat, catching up on the chores, when Vicky came back, looking exasperated, saying that the kitten had done it again. It had gone and lodged itself somewhere under the bonnet and best of all -- since it was now dark, it couldn't even be seen.
I went down, tried the encouragement and umbrella routine but it's difficult poking a kitten you cannot see. I had no idea where it was, only somewhere near the front left. After several frustrating minutes Vicky and I gave up, hoping it had slipped out before we could see it. Vicky started the engine and slowly started reversing Ally, when that idiot kitten jumped out from under the bonnet and promptly went under a wheel.
I was in front of the car and saw it all. My scream stopped traffic and nearly caused Vicky to swerve into the lamp-post. Heck, it nearly gave me a heart attack.
Stupid kitten. It survived, limped away. Nothing seemed broken but one never knows. Bah.