- Jan 3, 2006
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My friend, his wife, their two kids, and I, are on the way home from church when we get the saddest sight I have seen.
For those not familiar with this freeway, allow me to explain.
The I-5 North in Santa has a two lane (1 each way) carpool only bridge that is raised above the freeway for what seems like a mile. IDK how long it is, but it's a long friggin bridge the takes you above a lot of intersections and freeway merges. What is right smack halfway on the bridge is a kitten the size of my palm sitting on the shoulder. I didn't see it, my friend's wife sees it and freaks out. So we get to the end of the bridge because there is no way to safely stop anywhere on it.
Look how long this carpool bridge is. what the hell?
And without planning or thinking about anything, my buddy and I run back up the shoulder area of this bridge. Cars whizzing past at 70-80mph with only several feet to spare. Nowhere to go if there is an idiot driving on the shoulder. If I hop the railing to avoid a car, it's a death plunge at least 60 feet down to another freeway. It took forever to find the damn cat.
I am about a minute ahead of my buddy, who isn't in the best shape in the cardio area. And I see it probably where it was first spotted. Only a few feet on the shoulder, and it's meowing at each car that passes by.
I try to sneak up on it, and it runs away. In between the each line is a concrete center divider. Every 20 ft is a drainage hole. It runs in one of those, darts out across the lane and goes to the other side of the bridge.
My friend joins up at this time, and I give him the run down. He waits for cars to pass by, and he goes to scare the damn kitty back to me. After several attempts it works. I make the grab
We are jogging back to the car, and he wants to see the damn cat. I just tell him to check it's butt for worms.
That would suck if we went through all that only to have the cat bring a plague back to his family.
-edit- Pic of damn cat
For those not familiar with this freeway, allow me to explain.
The I-5 North in Santa has a two lane (1 each way) carpool only bridge that is raised above the freeway for what seems like a mile. IDK how long it is, but it's a long friggin bridge the takes you above a lot of intersections and freeway merges. What is right smack halfway on the bridge is a kitten the size of my palm sitting on the shoulder. I didn't see it, my friend's wife sees it and freaks out. So we get to the end of the bridge because there is no way to safely stop anywhere on it.
Look how long this carpool bridge is. what the hell?
And without planning or thinking about anything, my buddy and I run back up the shoulder area of this bridge. Cars whizzing past at 70-80mph with only several feet to spare. Nowhere to go if there is an idiot driving on the shoulder. If I hop the railing to avoid a car, it's a death plunge at least 60 feet down to another freeway. It took forever to find the damn cat.
I am about a minute ahead of my buddy, who isn't in the best shape in the cardio area. And I see it probably where it was first spotted. Only a few feet on the shoulder, and it's meowing at each car that passes by.
I try to sneak up on it, and it runs away. In between the each line is a concrete center divider. Every 20 ft is a drainage hole. It runs in one of those, darts out across the lane and goes to the other side of the bridge.
My friend joins up at this time, and I give him the run down. He waits for cars to pass by, and he goes to scare the damn kitty back to me. After several attempts it works. I make the grab
We are jogging back to the car, and he wants to see the damn cat. I just tell him to check it's butt for worms.
That would suck if we went through all that only to have the cat bring a plague back to his family.
-edit- Pic of damn cat
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