It was recently feared that Dave’s cat, Chessie, had landed badly from a jump in Fremont and suffered a broken a leg. Thankfully, veterinary examination diagnosed only a bad sprain and/or partial dislocation of a carpal joint.
They say a cat embodies the ethos of the human, if any, with whom it harbored a metaphysical bond at the time of the human’s death. It’s hypothesized that primordial yet uniquely individual elements of a decedent’s ectoplasm that devolve at the moment of death are osmosed (a process reported in scientific journals as ectoplasmosis) by the metaphysically bonded cat via an as yet unidentified gland unique to felines. They actually have several as yet unidentified unique glands as well as several identified glands whose function is as yet unidentified. They’re a mystery, you know, especially the small ones (referring to the cats, not the glands) like house cats.
The point being that, contrary to the famous retort of Tommy Chong, Dave IS here! And we are greatly relieved that he didn’t break a leg.