The Nose Knows
Our neighbor is in our driveway one Sunday afternoon. This is a guy who never really has anything to do with anyone around the neighborhood.
Me: “What’s up?”
Neighbor: “I’m looking for my cat. He’s really old and both blind and deaf. Somehow, he got out.”
Me: “What’s the cat’s name? I can help look and call for him.”
He looks at me with a completely blank stare for a good ten seconds.
Me: *Going red.* “Oh… right.”
Neighbor: “Look, your heart is in the right place. This is a picture of him. If you see him, approach with cheese. He’s lost two of the senses, but he’s got a nose for trouble.”
We find the cat within half an hour. He has somehow made his way into another neighbor’s yard. Why? They are having a BBQ, and it smells delicious.
