The scene: the second-to-last service plaza on the southbound New Jersey Turnpike.
The culprit: a woman in a blue minivan.
The witness: my SO.
I didn’t see it happen but she did. This woman parked her minivan in a spot facing ours on the other side of a median. 'Bout 12 feet away, I’d say. She opened her door and got out, as did three cats. I was inside getting food for us and saw the cats when I returned to the car. We ate in the car then my SO went in to use the facilities. While I was alone in the car, I saw the blue minivan pull out, pause, then take off. Without the cats.
I reported the three cats roaming loose to an attendant, who said to go inside and talk to his supervisor, who told me there was nothing he could do. Yeah, right, whatever.
Who the fuck leaves three cats in a busy service plaza? They were clearly hungry, I saw one eating some discarded French fries when returning to the car from the gas station’s office.

