[Doctor Who]

Not so long ago on a rather boring night a driver pulled in for the nightly fueling ritual. As I proceeded to go through the motions of quenching the trucks need for fuel and what ever else an aging Freightliner Century required, the driver noticed a couple of the stray Ryder cats hanging around the truck. The driver asked me about the cats and I told him that they were the only source of entertainment out at the service area.
Well the conversation continued as the driver told me he liked one of the cats and that he would like to take it home. I told him if he could catch the critter it was his I then turned my "undivided" attention back to the fueling ceremony.

With the fueling done and tickets signed I went on to take care of a minor detail when I heard a rukus emminating from the cab. I turned to look and saw the cab rocking hard side to side and then saw a gray object flying out the passenger window. I wandered up to the cab as my curiosity peaked and noticed the driver had several scratches on his face and hands. Of course, I had to ask what had happened.
The driver had tried to lure the cat into the cab and the cat was not happy with the new "living" arrangements.

Needless to mention, the driver now avoids any eye contact with the gang of cats that come to greet the trucks.