We finally came home after a week away, and found only one dead bird in the house. That's what we get for being nice and leaving the cat door open so the kitties could come in and out and get warm. At least they left the poor black bird in the kitchen, where it was easy to clean up.
My husband's dad (step-dad actually) passed away suddenly last Sunday, and the time since then has been a whirlwind. We still cannot believe that he is gone. I can still hear his voice and laugh. My children took it well enough and we were glad they had a chance to say a final goodbye at the funeral.
thank you for your thoughts and prayers. I have a feeling that the grieving is just beginning
and for those you who are keeping up....last week was hard too. My parents were hit hard by the winter ice storm and were without electricity for almost the whole week. I didn't sleep much then. Over the weekend my baby got sick with a fever of 102.5 and ended up with an eye/ear infection. My husband's dad had a massive heart attack early Sunday morning. Fast forward to Friday, funeral's over, I am finally on the way home with the kids. We had a major tire blowout just a few miles outside of town on our way home. The tire just shredded. Thank God I made it to the side of the road, and we were safe.
Now we are finally home and it is good. Only one dead bird in my house is nothing. I am so sad about my husband's dad. He will be greatly missed.