

The cat came back...
About a year ago, my daughter's cat got away from us. If I'm being totally honest, I hate that cat. Perhaps, in part, because it's always trying to get away. But it lives in my house, and so I suppose I have a duty to protect it. This time, it had been gone for hours, and by the time I got home from work, it was already dark. With garbage pickup being early the following morning, I figured the cat wouldn't survive the coyotes overnight. My wife went out looking with a flashlight, but it wasn't until I I pulled out my S1R Baton II that we found the cat at the top of the tree pictured. Since she looked safe up there, and again, taking into account the fact that I really don't like her, we went to bed. The next day, between the 3 fire crews and the city work truck that showed up, they got our cat back to us. I've never forgiven my S1R Baton II for that.