I got a deal on a mucked-up Waterman ringtop with a beautiful New York #2 nib. My plan was to send it to my go-to pen guy (Fred Krinke of The Fountain Pen Shop) and have it placed in a pen that worked.
I put it in a plastic tube and now it's disappeared! My cat Blotto is a thief. It's somewhere in the house, but of course I've been renovating so everything's in a pile. I am going to have to clean my entire house to find my damn pen.
He's got extra toes, so I figure he's trying to figure out how to write checks on the sly. He'll be foiled, of course, because even if he gets the pen out of the tube, the lever is frozen so he can't fill it.