The first thing I noticed this morning was Engineer’s big, chappy lips.  They really looked puffy, red and well, chapped. 

Maybe his lack of lip hydration is what spurred him to push our cat Rosie, out the second storywindow this afternoon. 

Because I don’t know why else he would do such a thing.

Yep.  The cat is GONE and the fiver year old dunnit.  I sure hope she comes back, because if she is not in tonight, I really think she’s gonna get eaten. 

And my lips are starting to feel like Engineer’s look.  Raw.  I can see how the raw lips could push one over the edge… to want to push someone else over the edge.

I’m trying to make humor, but I really do hope my cat comes back soon.