Dear Cat,
I realize now that you have a penthouse somewhere that you retire to when our abode is no longer to your liking, since you disappeared on New Year's Eve in the pouring rain, leaving your food and a set of worried owners behind, and reappeared in the wee hours dry, warm, calm and content, and most surprisingly, not hungry. I will endeavour to no longer worry about you when you do stuff like that.
PS. Do drop by every now and then, we're fond of you.
Last edited by lph; 01-03-2012 at 08:00 AM.
Winter riding is much less about badassery and much more about bundle-uppery. - malkin
1995 Kona Cinder Cone commuterFrankenbike/Selle Italia SLR Lady Gel Flow
2008 white Nakamura Summit Custom mtb/Terry Falcon X
2000 Schwinn Fastback Comp road bike/Specialized Jett