So I go to work in the city for a night, get off at 4:30am and drive home. Get home, park, and as I'm getting out of the ride I hear a little kitten crying. My neighbors have cats and I think it's just one of them. I look around cause it sounds like it's right there under my car. Can't see anything and I'm really tired so I go in to snooze till the afternoon. Get up and head out to go hang with some friends on the westside. As I approach the car I hear the kitten again. My neighbors are just coming in and say they've been hearing the lil kritter crying of on and no one can figure out where it is. I look in the hole the lame cable guy cut above my parking space and think it's got to be coming from in there. I get out a flashlight and climb on the roof of my car and look all around but , nothing. As I'm getting down, I hear it again. Now my other neighbors are there and sayin they've been hearing it crying too. I'm up on the balcony, behind my Harley, opening up my storage locker, but still nothing. Now it's quiet, not a sound. So I'm out of ideas and get in the ride and head out to my friends. Now comes one of the weirdest things that's ever happened to me. I'm listening to a CD and keep hearing a weird harmonic that just doesn't sound like it fits the song. I turn down the player and ,,,,,, meeeeeooooowwwwwww. . . Say what! This kitten is somewhere in / under my car!?! I pull over and I hear it for sure. But when I get under the car, it stops. I look everywhere but nothing, , it's stopped crying. So I keep driving (really slow and gentile now) over to my friends where I can pull safely into his garage and off the street where it's more quite. Crawl back under, and now it's non stop, I slide under and there he is. These two little kitty eyes peekin out from behind the passenger front tire , , stuck in the fender well. He crawled in during the night when I was down town and got stuck and couldn't get out. So I go in and round up the girls, we come back out and surround the car. He manages to get out and runs over to the bushes where Sofie nabs him. But I gave the gloves to her friend and he's all pissed off and scared and bites Sofie on her thumb. She doesn't let go, , cause she's like that, , very determined, , and we take him inside and put a towel in the bath tub and put him in there to calm down. I wasn't sure where he managed to get in my car and was thinkin maybe he was my neighbors. So later I take him home to see if he belongs to someone at my apartments. I find out he doesn't. So I go to the Collar & Leash pet store near me and get the basics, , kitty litter and a tub, some Iams Kitty food and set up a little corral for him in my living room. Took him to the vet this morning and he's in really good health she says. Too early for shots, but we give him the kitty aids / leukemia test, a bit of flea 'stuff' and a shot of de-worming juice.
I'm a bit tired last nite, so I'm chillin on my bed and a friend calls and while I'm tellin her the story, I nab him and bring him in my room. We finish our chat and I hang up. He's startin to jump around, pawing and playin as kittens do. I fall asleep for a couple of hours, , wake up, , and there he is curled up on my chest snoozin right with me. But I can't have an pet cause I'm on the road too much and it wouldn't be right for him. So today I take him with me to the Grove to show him off the people hoping to find a good home. I head over to Farmers Market to have some Brasilian food sit down at a table to eat. Now Mozart smells the chicken and fixins and is climbing out of his little Trader Joes travel bag with a towel folded in the bottom. He pops his head up and I shred some chicken for him and he's lovin it. When he finishes, he climbs completely out of the bag and up on my shoulder and is just hangin out. He's the koolest kritter I've ever been around and I'm already getting very attached.

So we need some help here. We gotta find a good home for Mozart. He's the absolute koolest, , and cutest. I already paid for a basic check up. He's about 6 weeks old the vet says and really healthy. He's gray with black highlights, white paws and a white patch on his chest and blue gray eyes that will melt your heart. PLEASE! somebody take him before I get any more attached to the little kritter.