To my dads cats.
Cats, sweet though they may be, do like to climb on cars. Particularly those that meet these two conditions. The must have a flat roof, and/or, have a warm bonnet. On my visit to my dads on Thursday my car met both. "Mmmmm" the cats thought, "that looks brilliant. Must climb it". And so it appears they did.
Driving home in the dark didn't reveal them properly. But when I came across the streetlights they were very visible. My windscreen was so dirty that the paws had actually wiped the dirt off, and through that, the light shone. Oh, the edges were dirty, not the middle obviously, wouldn't drive blind if you paid me.
And today in proper light I could see all of them. A good four trails of paws all over my roof. And unmistakable claw scratch marks too! Oh thank you very much Millie and Misty.
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