Roxie goes commando

I arrived home last night to find Roxie’s collar in the mailbox with the assorted bills and junk mail. My first thought was dread – somebody must have hit her and put the collar in the mailbox to let us know. So I rushed down the driveway to call the cats and there she was, running naked as a jaybird around the yard. I thus concluded that she has taken up being a nudist and was mailing her collar to somebody else. I’m not sure who. Clearly she isn’t the brightest bulb on the chandelier because she forgot to put a stamp on it.