Wally...

I found our little Wally lying outside in front of the house in the driveway this afternoon. He apparently got up in Mark's truck earlier in the day, and when Mark went to drive down to the wood shop, the fan blade must have been the thing to end Wally's life. I feel really badly about this...I actually feel worse about this than when my cat Alexis died this past year after living for more than 22 years with me. This may be due to the fact that I will not allow myself to ponder on the fact that Alexis is gone, but I actually saw Wally's body and that image won't leave me. I hope that he didn't suffer and that he liked living here with us. I hope that we were able to make him happy the little time that he was with us. He wandered into Wal-mart in Boone one morning a day after we had told a friend of Marks that works there that we were looking for a kitten. Poof! there he was! Answered prayer!! Now.....it just seems like a bad thing all the way around! I'm not sure that we need any more pets......with all of the wildlife around here that seems to like to eat Cats and our own bad luck with animals, it's just kinda looking like a bad idea. I hope that Wally is in little kitty Heaven and that he's a little happy booger. We'll miss you, Wally!