Saving For Therapy

As we pull into the driveway this evening, we see that the neighbor's cat has left us a lovely gift. A tasty, dead squirrel. Headless.

She loves us very much...

As we get out of the car, Mark decides to "show" Catelin the squirrel.

So, you already know what kind of father my children have.......

He proceeds to chase Catelin around the driveway slinging a dead, headless squirrel by the tail.

She is shrieking bloody murder: "Mom, Mom, help, make him stooooopppp, why'd you marry him anyway???!!!!" AAAAAHHHHHH, Help!!

She shoves poor bewildered Alex down on the concrete. He is already confused & frightened, not sure what is going on. Usually if Catelin cries, he cries too (just in case).

She is screaming like a maniac, Alex is bawling HIS head off and Mark is running after Catelin yelling "EEEEWWWWW!".

The peace and quiet of our little neighborhood is shattered.

Don't you think the neighbors just love us?

Such is my life, dead squirrels and all.