There is always excitement at the Graf house! One of the boys found a cat the other day and brought it into the house, asking to keep it. Of course Laina agreed to this because she knew the cat would probably just run away anyways as cats are always coming in and out of their yard. Well, Justin and Sydney (one of their daughters) are allergic to cats and began to get really bad allergies. They weren’t pleased with the cat.
So yesterday Sydney and Maisie and I were doing dishes outside (the kitchen is still in the process of being remodeled) and I spotted the cat going after one of the chickens! NOOOOOO! At least it wasn’t the baby chicks, but still. Once the cat gets a taste for chicken, it will only want more! This freaked me out, so I took it upon myself to pick up the gross fat cat and throw it in the front yard. (We will come back to the cat story in a moment)
So then I went upstairs later on to have a conversation with Phil. It was sort of a tough conversation and I was feeling the depression coming on, but was holding it in pretty well.
Yeah, I was holding it in until I went downstairs to find Laina. She found me and said, “Jen, I want to let you know that the cat got hit by a car. It was found foaming at the mouth and it’s paws were bleeding.”
WHAT!?!? Oh yeah, I totally almost killed it. Thanks to the Dutch loving animals so much, it was rushed to the hospital in a pet ambulance and is recovering nicely there. But seriously, that was some traumatic stuff right there. I burst into tears and felt all this guilt for kicking the cat out.
So I cried and cried to Laina, barely even mentioning the cat. Then I went and fell into a mini depression and slept my pain away for a whole fifteen minutes until I had to get up to watch Maisie while Justin went and played basketball with Phil. I walked downstairs like a zombie and Laina said, “Oh good. You can’t take a nap and be by yourself when you are depressed. You are an extravert!” Then we sat outside and had tea and chatted forever.
I love it here.