Our cat, Tiger, was hit by a car this weekend. She was mostly an outside cat, coming inside on only the coldest winter days and nights. We weren't home when it happened. Our across-the-street neighbor did us a great kindness and got her off the road and into a box before we came home, so Aaron wouldn't see her. She even put the box on her front porch, so Aaron wouldn't even see the cat in the box. When I got home, she called me over and explained. I got the box, said my goodbyes, and put Tiger in a bag and then in the garbage can. And no, I didn't let the kids "say goodbye". I told them about it later.
I feel kind of sad that I won't have her waiting for me on the front porch when I come home every day. It was weird to leave for work this morning and not fill up her food dish and water bowl. I actually brought them in today when I came home today. (sniff)
I'm going to miss her.
In other news, today was most definitely a Monday. Not only was it a Monday, but it was the Monday after a 5 DAY BREAK. Yeah, that's right. You guessed it. It was a little hectic, to be sure, but not as bad as it could have been. No kicks, bites, or bruises anyway.
AND....my stomach feels queasy. I hope I'm not getting sick.
How was YOUR Monday?