So last week we had a somewhat difficult 24 hrs. It all started on Wednesday night. After putting the kids to sleep we were doing are nightly routine of making sure all animals are accounted for. So we started calling our cats home. Tex came home....but no Ghost. We called and whistled, and not even a sound. Usually he at least meows so that we know where is at. Finally I go and look in the back yard and was not happy with what I found. We are not sure, but we think that he must have been clipped by a car, made it over the fence, and then lost the fight. We found our poor kitty dead. Jason quickly took care of the body. We waiting a few days until Kiera asked about him and then had a explain to her what happened. She handled pretty good overall. It broke my heart though when in her pray she asked Heavenly Father to send him back. I think she is stilling grasping the idea that he can't come back.
To add on to that the next night Rylan decided to fall down and hurt himself again. I was coming home from being out with the kids just as Daddy was making his escape out the front door when the kids found him. Somewhere between them greeting him and me still trying to make it inside and put everything down, Rylan decided to trip and fall onto our staircase. Not the stairs mind you, but the edge of the the wooden post. So we got to go the the doctors after hours clinic and got five stitches in his head. I have decided that my little boy is not lucky when it comes to sharp edges and his head. I'm wishing and praying that we can end his problems with sharp edges and his head real soon, since I am starting to be really worried about his well being.....and kind of my check book. :)
