Now, there is some of you out there that will laugh at this . Those of you who sympathize with me, thank you. This morning I was playing with my cat "Coon" on the bed before I had to go to the school. Kelly went out to feed while I took a shower and Coon followed him out. When Kelly came back in he had a sad look on his face and I figured it was because of the baby bunnies (whole different story to tell). But no, he told me that my cat was killed by the dog "Koda". The flood gates opened up. I have to tell you that I'm not that much of a cat person but this little guy has a piece of my heart. I sat on the bed and just bawled and the girls came in the bedroom and asked me what was wrong. According to Dani I said,"Koda killed Coon (hick up hick up). I hate that dog, I loved Coon". I was so upset I didn't remember that brief moment. I started to compose myself so I could get ready to go to the school. I was blow drying my hair and I looked over my shoulder and there was Dani holding Coon in her arms, ALIVE!!!!! What a cruel joke my husband played on me, huh? Just kidding, it turned out to be another cat that looks just like Coon (we think it was Coon's son that is wild but we had named it "Junior" because it did look just like my cat). Oh, happy days (sorry Junior but I really do love MY cat). So, all is well on the Holt Ranch, that is until I come in the house and tell Kelly that his favorite horse is dead and then announce, "My bad, it was just the neighbors horse". He He
