My Cat...the Iraqi Warloard

Our cat Mandy has officially shed her house cat persona. Within the past few weeks she has brought us 8 mice, a black bird, and a black squirrel. She mostly brings us these things while they are alive, except for the blackbird head and feathers we found in the house this week.

[cell phone ring]
Me: "Hello?"
Jodi: "Where are you"
Me: "Coming home from the store, why?"
Jodi: "THERE'S A LIVE SQUIRREL IN THE %#@$% HOUSE!"
Me: much laughter....."ok, ok, I'll be right there." Mandy likes to bring like them in the house and play with them. And how she got the squirrel through the cat door I have no idea. It's like she is an Iraqi warlord torturing her victims. I think it's time to get that cat a bell.

This weekend Jodi and I are in Chico for our friends Chris and Becca's wedding. Becca is Jodi's best friend.

Vic, Jodi's father went to school in Chico and has not been to campus since the day he graduated. He was the valedictorian for his class and has said there is a placard with his name on it on campus. Well yesterday he found it and took a picture with the new dean of the department. Thumbs up Vic!