My cat, seen enjoying another nap here on my bed, is 15 years old. Aside from the fact that she is afraid of my kids and hisses at them (especially at my daughter), she is perfect. I don't even mind the hairballs. Well, maybe i could do without the hairballs but you get my point. She is super soft, polite, affectionate (to me anyway), and beautiful, with fantastic olive green eyes you can't see here.
Just before i took this picture she was moving her front paws while she slept as if she were kneading something... She must have been dreaming. How cute is that?!?! Kitty dreams...
Today a friend of mine gave me a gift he had been saving for when I got a motorcycle. As he told it, if a friend gives you a gremlin bell and you hang it on your motorcycle - down at the bottom of the engine, just above the road - it protects your bike from road gremlins. But it has to be a gift from a friend to be effective. And he didn't give me just any gremlin bell, but a US Marine Corp gremlin bell. Watch out gremlins! My bell is super badass.
Hearing this explanation of the bell I skeptically asked if this was the new motorcycle rider's equivalent to snipe hunting. I was assurred it was not.
So I get home and look on-line and no, there are a number of gremlin bell manufacturers. Most of them will tell you its ok to buy your own and it will still work, but I think they may not be objective on the matter given that their entire business model is based on selling gremlin bells. Just a hunch.
Anyway, I don't believe in gremlins. If I did, I certainly don't believe that bells would in any way be an effective deterrant. But I'll hang the bell proudly on Henry because it was a gift from a friend, and that means something to me.