Drennan and Micah recently received two small kittens from my parents. Each morning this week they would wake up and go straight to those kittens. They have played and played with them. At one point Tad and I saw that Micah had his kitten swinging from a rope swing in the backyard holding on for dear life.

Then one evening we forgot to put them away in our dog carrier that we had been keeping them in at night so that coyotes or other nightly creatures wouldn't get them. The next morning, we couldn't find them anywhere until finally Drennan saw one lying under the porch and not moving...at all. Apparently something attacked them. We have yet to find Drennan's but Tad buried Micah's yesterday. Afterwards we had to have a funeral. Drennan wanted each of us to say something about "Pie" and "Sunday." We all said a little something. Then it was Tad's turn to say something touching and sentimental about the kittens. This is what he had to say: "Well, Pie and Sunday, I thought Micah would kill you, but something else did." I laughed so hard the ceremony had to end. We will miss those little kittens.