Well,

Los Angeles rests under a blanket of clouds, the first rains of autumn have come...


It's time to get out the heavy jackets and prepare for the cold weather that is on it's way.

I get to my office and try to hang it up when I remember that the little loop, sewn into the neck, right above the tag, doesn't exist any more...

It's part of some land fill/dump!

My old GF's cats loved my down jackets. I'd plop them down on the couch and in two minutes I'd have a cat nestled on it-purring contentedly!

I didn't mind the hair that Bear or Cole left on the liner...


I DID MIND that one of them ate the nylon loop that I used to hang the dang jacket up.

For a while I worried that I'd get a phone call telling me that the cat was sick-some kind of nylon poisioning....

It didn't happen and the cats lived to run, break and chew other things up.
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Every time I take that jacket off I know there are two cats, peering over the side of the Rainbow Bridge, laughing their tails off, when I hang up that coat....


I stop, think for a second, and I laugh too.