I'll post more on my blog later about Christmas and everything, but I just had to tell this story. I've been letting Bungee out in the patio (the walls are too high for him to get out) so he can get some sun. Today (and I don't quite know how) he caught his first bird! Then, in cat language, he made sure that I knew he loved me. For those of you who don't know cat language, he brought his prize and deposited it in the middle of my bed! It's the thought that counts, but I would prefer he didn't show me he loves me anymore!
Lucas was all excited and happy because Bungee is a "good hunter". He wanted to see the bird and then went and praised Bungee for his good work. Eliana didn't want to see the bird. In fact I think she felt as sad as I did. So, I don't think I'll be letting Bungee out in the patio for extended periods of time anymore.
Anyway, I thought I would share my "crisis" story for today. I'll share more later.
Sharpening the saw
10 years ago