It wasn't until I went looking for my phone and wallet a few hours later I realized I'd done the unthinkable. My money and credit cards were safe, thankfully, still in the dash of my car. But my phone? My most precious of lifelines to the outside world? Missing.

For a moment I felt a flash of panic not unlike that I'd experienced when I'd seen Petunia go over the edge of the dock. Please, please let me have left the phone somewhere and not at the bottom of the harbor ...