Belling the Cat

I got home from a 6 hour kayak paddle on the Eel River. It was upstream from the last trip Nick and I took a couple weeks ago. I didn't see any river otters this time, but I did see lots of small turtles and a Kingfisher.

I knew that one of my girlfriends was going to be in town, so I stopped in at O's on the way home to meet up with her. I was so tired that I didn't stay long, but it was nice to see her and to be reminded of the Elkhart Jazz Festival next weekend.

When I walked in the door at home, right away something seemed strange, then I suddenly realized what was unsettling me. Monster had his belled collar on. I had taken it off because the diatomaceous earth I'd sprinkled in his fur was making him itchy, and I started getting the uneasy feeling that someone had been inside my house. I noticed the msg. light flashing on my phone. It was my double X and he wanted to know if I'd left something on his porch last month. Then I really started to freak out, thinking he had come in my house.That's when I saw the note from Ben saying that he'd stopped in on his way through town to visit a friend in Ohio and he would have called first but his cell phone died enroute. Why he took the time to put the cat's collar back on, I don't know, but I sure am glad it was him instead of the boogie man.

Whew! it still gives me the heebie jeebies when I think about it.