Boy Number One's kitten got run over the other day. Apparently it was taking a nap underneath the skid loader, but why it didn't wake up and move is still a mystery.
If you want a detailed description of the event, feel free to ask the boys. They'll give you more information than you probably care to hear.
Hubby was working in the garage later and was muttering to himself when Number Two heard him and asked what was wrong.
"What's the matter, Dad?" he asked.
"I'm mad that the kitten died," hubby explained.
He thought about that for a second and then said, "Dad, I wouldn't be mad about it...I'd be sad."
I won't tell you what my reaction was - you won't think highly of me.
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