The Queen

This morning I thought my cat was missing, injured, or dead. Ok, I know the dead thing is really dramatic. But, I think my cats are like my kids!

Clark was out and about with me all morning while I was getting ready, but Tyra, the queen, was nowhere to be found. I called for her, to no response. Being already late for work, I jumped in the shower. When I opened the shower curtain and she still was not there, that's when the death thoughts popped into my brain.

So, as my panic set in, I knelt down to look under the bed. Out she strolls with the sleepy eyes, looking at me like, "What?!?"

That dang squirrel queen cat.