Things seem a little empty tonight

Neo was our favorite cat, and outlived both Emma and Rizzo. I have owned a cat for the last 15 or 16 years. Bobbie Jo and I have never been together without a cat in our lives. Today we had to make the difficult decision to put Neo to sleep.

Neo was the most friendly of our cats. He would always hop up on our laps, couch, or bed when called. He was full of energy, even to the very end. Not many cats will let you cuddle with them-Neo did. If I was napping on the couch, he would lay beside me and let me hold him.

He will be greatly missed, but I have a feeling that I'm not going to be able to go for long without a cat here.

Monkey Bars:1, Max:0

I was in a meeting on Wednesday when a call came in from a number I didn't recognize; I sent it to voicemail. A few minutes later I thought about the babysitter who was watching Max and Lily, she was planning on taking them to the library and perhaps the park. I glanced at the phone's transcription of the message that was left.

While the majority of the transcription was crap, I did see "park", "monkey bars", and "broke".

Three hours later (after a few good laughs at Max on painkillers), we had a fracture, a splint, and a followup appointment in a week. They are pretty sure that it won't need surgery but are expecting him to be in a cast for 4-6 weeks. He was a trooper at the hospital, very brave, but I don't think the gravity of the situation has settled in yet.

I have to go, Max is making me snap together his Lego. He tells me where they go, and I put them together. Its going to be a long 6 weeks.