Today's short blog is for anyone who thought that Missy's finger in the safe sound a little fishy (and you know who you are!). We have this cat that we saved from getting hit out on Highway 70 (the main drag through town) and Rob doesn't really like to have her in the house. The rest of us have really wanted another one ever since Ginger got eaten by coyotes when I was 8 months pregnant with Amy. Well, she never came back one morning and if cats disappear in our neighborhood, it's the coyotes. So we rescue this cat and since Rob grew up with cats in the house, he hates hair and dander, etc. Amy enjoys carrying the cat around its neck and by one leg, etc, and laying on her and mauling her, and all sorts of stuff like that. When we get to the point where we can't stand it anymore, we put her in the dog kennel we got for Wiley. Rob had to lock it up on Sunday because Missy kept taking her back out. So Rob took the key and hid it. Then that became a game for Missy to find the key (and she recruited Cameron, too). So they run around looking and Missy, of course, finds it and to stop it, Rob opens the safe to put in the key. Missy jumps on his back and reaches in just as Rob is shutting the door.

Thus, the finger in the safe. Luckily, I was not home to witness the whole ordeal, but according Missy, she cried like crazy. Just like my life, crazy!

Tonight is opening night for Missy! Hope all goes well. We're going tomorrow night. EAC plays Cochise tonight and Cochise is always #1 so hopefully we beat them. Plus their coach is a real jerk. Cam and I will be at the game.

Anyone know why Becky's blog is down today?