This does raise the question of what they have to hide.
Headlights left on. A very common problem in this weather.
Those snap-together collars never stay on well.
A dry place to sleep in the deluge. Is this the one who’s given the collar the slip?
So sweet. The sign says: “Daddy’s Garden. No birds allowed.”
Free firewood. Must have chainsaw.
At 4oth Street and Bagley Ave., as I stand waving my bright orange crossing flag, 4 cars zoom past me. The 5th one, thankfully, slows down to let me cross.
On the other side of 40th, across from Irwin’s, it appears someone else failed to STOP.
Did you pick up the cat collar and call the owner? I would have.
And that Erik, is why I hope you someday stumble upon my lost collar.
I love looking at random photos of my ‘hood!
Thanks!