sharing stories of life with 2 parents, 6 children, 2 dogs, 3 cats, 3 goats, countless chickens, turkeys, an apple orchard and a market garden
This is Damon the night of his first reconciliation. He was so happy to confess all of his sins to Father. 
He stood up there with his laundry list of nasty deeds. He told us that one of the things he confessed to Father was that he sometimes beats up his brothers. Father told him that he used to beat up his brothers too until his mother caught him doing it and hit him over the head with a frying pan. That made Damon smile, probably because he was thinking about how lucky he was to have been absolved of his sin before a frying pan connected with his skull.
Charlie is such a sweet-natured old cat. He has always been a bit shy, especially around kids and dogs, but once caught, he tolerates so much torture with nothing more than a call for "MMMMMMOMMMM". He is 14 now, although I don't know his exact birthdate. I got him as a 5 month old kitten, when the Humane Society brought him to the hospital I was working for after he had "fallen" more than 6 floors from an apartment building. He had a bad break in his hind leg and a broken nose. He wore a cast for months, and was left with a significant limp. But he still likes to play with mice.
