On a happier note…

Thank you for all your sweet words regarding Sasha Fierce.  Every time I think of her, my heart hurts. Some wise ass 18 year old said: THEN, don’t think about her Mom. *sigh*
So, lets not bring that up again. K?
We visited the zoo this past weekend. IT was fun. IT was hot. IT was hot fun.
We haven’t visited the zoo in a few years. Seems that softball, dance, proms, boys, life have taken over. 
Good thing God makes 2 1/2 year old boys….makes you do the old stuff again. 
I have loads of photos to share.
I also have a load of sickness in me. I hope I didn’t catch some sort of fancy smancy exotic sickness from the zoo.
Leopardidis? Monkey flu? Funky cold Medina? Jungle fever?
{watch out Denzel Washington}


R.I.P Sasha Fierce. 

My heart hurts…and it’s my own fault.
I forgot to close the screen door on Friday night. I know that She is most active at night…but I was so busy being me. She exited the lanai during the night….and on Sunday morning *something* ended her life.

I awoke to major activity out in the yard at 4:30 a.m, I went outside to see if I could break up whatever it was {it was pitch black}….and when I went out there…the activity ceased. I figured all was well. 
But it wasn’t. 

We are not sure what *it* was. The Coach found her in the middle of the yard and gave her a proper burial.
I did not want to know the gory details…
Bless her little ‘messed up, semi-feral, cute as a button, stray cat’ heart.
We tried to give her a good life. Sometimes trying doesn’t cut it.
I know I can’t save the world…but I at least wanted to save her.

In her next life, she will be a big, bold bad ass lioness.

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