A. Deets, everybody's favorite barn cat, walked off into the pasture with Hank, George and Alan on July 23, 2010 around 8 p.m. That was the last time I saw him. I suspect a coyote caught him off guard in the cover of darkness. As much as I need another barn cat, I would rather live with mice than go through that kind of heartbreak again.
A. I lost Lyle to cancer in February 2010. Here's a link to the whole story of what happened. Don't even think of going there without a box of kleenex.
A. Lorena died in her sleep in late December 2010. She was healthy when I tucked her in and gone the next morning. Chickens...fragile little creatures, they are.
