White stuff falling; cats freaked

update: white stuff continues falling. cats are freaked.

'Way back in the early 70s when I might have been in college, an acquaintance asked me to walk her across campus one night. As we talked about trust, threats, and self-defense, suddenly out of nowhere, she produces a foot-long hatpin. That, to me at the time, was a nasty looking bit of weaponry. Sure, it's not a gun, but it beats nothing. Extra concealable, too!