Well, the other morning Mom noticed a cat in our back yard. Caroline is usually VERY grumpy in the mornings so I thought it would cheer her up to see the cat. It did and of course we couldn't stop there. We had to go outside to pet the cat. It was very sweet and obviously belongs to someone and was just passing through. Caroline decided that the cat should be called Willow and that she loves her. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it!), Willow was not home when we returned at the end of the day. Caroline has moped around the house for two days mourning the departure of Willow until Daddy saw her last night in the yard again. It was literally right after dinner and swimming (which explains the hair and the pasta sauce on Caroline's mouth) so we ran outside and played with Willow until bedtime.
