Tonight, Bella was possessed by an urgent desire to head north, so north we went, probing bushes and abandoned shopping carts, until we reached Safeway and the offices of the Sacramento Bee. I persuaded her the earth ended in a cliff just a short distance farther north, so we headed east, then south again.
In the distance, I caught a glimpse of blanket-enshrouded Dirty Sally 2. She's attached herself to a long-standing homeless camp, and was bawling something like "Fire!" or "Liar!" This will be a long summer coming up in the neighborhood.