My Husband's A Hero and Other Stories

Yesterday afternoon we had a brief thunderstorm. Since we live West Texas, any kind of rain causes the streets to flood...especially in the older neighborhoods like where we live. Last night after dropping Eli off at church and heading back to the house for Huddles, Brad drove across an especially deep dip in the road in front of our house. Something moved in the rushing water. He pulled over to investigate and saw it was a very tiny, very waterlogged black kitten that was about to get run over because it was in the street. He picked it up and brought it home. At this point, he just left it outside. In his mind, he had saved it from drowning so his duty was done. (I could go into a "church" analogy here, but I won't.) I told him he had to bring it inside so we could figure out what to do with it after Huddles. After all, you can't save a cat from drowning and squishing just to let a dog eat it. When Eli got home from church, he was enamored with the kitten and the story. After Brad told him what had happened, he said, "You saved it?! From drowning?! You are a HERO!" Brad was beaming. Then we figured out that the cat was REALLY tiny and couldn't eat solid food. Great. I spent the evening feeding it with a medicine doser. I put up some really fancy homemade posters this morning, but nobody called. I even took it to KU today, kept it in my classroom (in a box), and fed it all day long. Eli told his teachers that now we had two babies at our house. He named the kitten "Pickle." Now,I am not a cat person. I'm really not much of an animal person in general so there was really no way we were keeping this cat. Thankfully, a friend (who is much kinder than we are) asked around at work and found a new home for the baby kitten. I dropped it off this afternoon and I feel pretty good about myself.



Funny Phoebe story of the day. Yesterday morning I made some cupcakes for Eli to take as snacks for school. I told him he could have one since we had a few extra. He took a few bites and then had to walk away for some terribly important reason. This is what he found when he got back.



Don't be fooled by the innocent face. She had chocolate on her hand and her bottle. She didn't eat any, though. I guess after she decimated the cupcake, she wondered what all the hype was about and moved on to other more interesting things.