On Saturday my whole family went to the Milwaukee zoo. That means Papa, Momma, Blake, Gretchen, Clifton, Cassie, Kristiana, and our little family of three.
Everyone (minus Papa) rode the train. That’s Blake enjoying the ride.
We had a fun time even if it was really hot. They had misting hoses set up around the park that felt wonderful but my feet still got really swollen. I would like to go back when the weather is a little more tolerable and I’m not waddling.
After the zoo we drove downtown to see Scott’s brother, Andy, for a little bit. We don’t get to see him very much so it was nice to catch up over some good dinner. Thanks Andy. Then it was time to go home, especially because at this point only one of my shoes was on my feet.
Now for the goodbye.
Our kitty, Tibbs, has been gone for over a week. I don’t think he will be coming back.
He had been wanting to be outside more and more, to the point where all of his time inside the house would be spent begging at the door to go out.
He was also getting more daring about being by the road. I hope that he wandered away and found somewhere else to live but I know in my heart that probably isn’t the case.
It is a bittersweet thing, having him gone. He was our first cat. I miss him but I won’t miss the things that go along with a cat- the litter box, ruined furniture, torn up carpet. We can reclaim the basement.
I would be happy to see him if he came scratching back at our door but for now we’ll just say goodbye to Sgt. Tibbs.
