OK, I promise I will post tomorrow night and probably a lot this week, BUT, first, something on the light side.
Our cat got run over by a car yesterday. I was actually quite sad. I was in my office and my daughter, Hannah age 10, came crying into my office and said, "Dad, we need to get a new cat." "What's wrong, honey?" I asked.
"Fanny, got run over. She's dead."
I went to meet my family at the sidewalk, and yes, the cat, a beautiful cat, was dead.
So anyway, today, the family went out to get a new cat. Well, we found one. We haven't brought her home yet, but we have named her. And her name is:
drum roll please...