Good-bye Old Man

We said good-bye to our old cat Tyson in late October. So, so hard for G. He sobbed and sobbed. "I'll never see him again." It was awful. I ached for him.

That night, at bedtime, G asked me to say a prayer.

I started. "Our Father--"

"Not that one," he cried.

"Now I lay me down to sleep-"

"Not that one either," he said, crying harder. "One about Tyson."

"Dear Lord, Tyson came to live with you in heaven today. Please take care of him. He's a great cat. A crotchety old man, but we love him very much. Please let G's grandpa's have him until we can get there..."

G fell right off to sleep before I was even finished.