All is forgiven?

Well, Collarless Cat trotted across the street to meet me this morning and beg for petting, so I guess we've put that little "cat punting" episode behind us.  I did watch my feet while leaving, though.  There are limits.

Also, for the five or six of you who actually know where it is, the St. John and Fish Rivers have invaded Fort Kent.

Water, water everywhere

Regarding "Fort Kent"

For those of you (ignorant of history) who wonder why we have a Fort in the middle of the howling wilderness, this reflects an unfortunate incident in which Aggressive Canadian Expansionists attempted to overrun the peace-loving potato farmers of northern Maine.  Needless to say, our heroic agrarians repulsed the invaders.  I believe a "spud gun" may have been involved.