Note: I am altering personal schedules. So, I can be more productive in other areas of my life and with this creation. Change in routine is good. This story was on my old site. I looked it up and the first words on my old site for this story were, “Replay from the old site to the new sight.” Although, I cannot access the complete story on my old site through the wayback machine, I found that that interesting. I wrote that on 29 November 2020. I wrote that 1,481 days ago. When I wrote that, I had no idea I would be doing this sight.

About 20 years ago I was driving dump truck though Monroe Washington. That was a super good job. I made more money working there than most any place I have ever worked because the economy was super cheap. I was making around 95,000 a year working for that company and I bought a brand new, 3 bedroom, 2 bath, with a 3 car garage house for a $149,000. A Brand-new house! You couldn’t buy that same house now, used, for under a million around here these days.

I remember this like it was yesterday. I rolled up to that stop light heading towards Everett on Highway 2. Fred Myers grocery is on the right and Rite Aid is on the left. It was a super nice sunny day out. A really cute blonde in an early 90’s (fox body style) Mustang GT convertible pulled up next to me on my left. She was wearing white sunglasses a black tank top, and a light blue mini-skirt and listening to the White Snake song Slow and Easy. I looked down and smiled. She looked up, smiled and waved at me. We were both just sitting there at the red light.

All the sudden we see this little mouse go running into the middle of the intersection. A large black crow comes out of nowhere and swoops down and picks him up. The crow gets him about 4 feet off the ground and the little mouse wiggles and gets free. He drops to the pavement and starts running as fast as he can. The crow lands and starts stabbing its Beek at mouse. Stab! Stab! missing mouse by milimeters.

The little mouse runs as fast as he can over to the light post with the crow in hot pursuit. He rounds the light post, and the crow is hopping after him stabbing its beak at him. Stab! Stab! Stab! missing the mouse again. The little mouse runs back into the intersection. I looked down at the cute blonde next to me in the mustang gt as if to saying without speaking a word, are you seeing this? She looked up at me without saying a word and said wow! Yes. We returned to watch this whole thing unfold.

The crow fly’s up into the air and lands Infront of the mouse, screeches CAW! CAW! Then Stab! Stab! Stab! with its beak again missing the little mouse by just a hair. The little mouse does a complete 180 and heads back towards the light post. The crow then fly’s up about 3 feet in the air and swoops down and grabs the little mouse just by the tail. He gets him up this time about 4 feet in the air. The little mouse wiggles again and falls back down to the ground. The Crow swoops down right in front of him, again Stab! with its beak and the mouse runs right between the crows’ legs.

This isn’t some game of tag played between children on a Sunday at a family barbeque. This is life and death. The crow spreads its wings and pointing its head to the sky screams in frustration, CAW! CAW! CAW!

Then BOOOOOOOM! A Man in Cadillac drives through the intersection running over the crow and killed it instantly. I looked down and the little mouse scurried over to the grassy area between the sidewalk and the curb and was safe.

I looked down at the cute blonde in the convertible Mustang GT and she looked up at me with amazement on her face. She mouthed the word wow! The light turned green, and we went on our ways.

That is the day I learned God drives a Cadillac! What does a mouse know about the internal combustion motor, air pressure of the tires, radio stations music, the hopes, dreams and the schedule and to do list of the Man driving it? Absolutely nothing. In its wildest mouse dreams, it can’t even fathom that. All the mouse knows is that when death was in hot pursuit, and it was looking like the end for the mouse? when the mouse had no way out, The Man showed up, in His Cadillac put a quick and final end to deaths pursuit.