Life out in the Country

Normally I love living out in the country.  You couldn't pay me enough money to move back in the city!  I love sitting on my back deck and listening to the birds sing.  And ever once in a while, I will see a deer in my back yard which is so cool (except when they are raiding my gardens!!).

But, last week country living lost some of its appeal.  I lost my favorite cat, Fluff.  Fluff loved to hunt and she would often bring me "presents" from her hunt (oh yeah!) - dead chipmunks, sparrows, field mice, etc.  I think I was supposed to be honored by this.  Well, last week she didn't come home.  And my husband heard coyotes on the hill behind us.  I am so hoping they didn't get her.  I am so hoping and praying that someone found a cute little kitty, took her home with them and that Fluff is OK.   I still look out the back door every so often hoping to see her on the back deck, though in my heart I know she is gone.  RIP my dear Fluff, I miss you so much.