Our cat (we only have one left) jumped in the engine area of my car this morning (Fri., 12/11). I thought he had, but didn't have time to look. The boys wanted me to stop and pop the hood, but I just blew them off and said it would be fine that he probably got in Clint's pickup, not my car.
Well, I left the campus for lunch and when I returned back to school, the cat ran up to me and greeted me. I was not as excited to see him, as he was me. Scared that he was going to run off (not sure why I thought that since he had apparently hung around all morning) I took him into my office until I could run him home, which was eventful. He is a barn cat and doesn't like to ride in the cab part of the car.
When I told the boys the story, they were amazed that the cat had visited school.