Last weekend we had several people over to our house for a cookout. While getting ready for company, Jerrod and the neighbor installed an outdoor fan under our deck. In order to do so Jerrod had to open up his work trailer to get out a few tools. As the men rushed to finish putting up the fan and I cleaned the house, I didn't pay too much attention to the animals. That is until this past Thursday, when it had been 5 days before I had seen Stone. Having been locked in a storage building for 3 days by yours truly, I thought to myself for sure this isn't another case of Stone getting locked up. Boy was I wrong! I am the worst mother ever. The DHR is already keeping an eye out. Wouldn't you if you realized you had lock your kitty in your husband's work trailer for 5 days? I should never be allowed to have children.
Don't worry though, Stone was fine. She was a little attention deprived and hungry, but I'd say that is to be expected after eating saw dust and drinking rain water for at least 60 hours.
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