On a sad note...

We lost our beloved, Jordan Wednesday night. (For anyone new to visiting, Jordan, was our cat of 14+ years). We last saw him as we were loading Alexxis and her carseat into the truck to return her home safely to her mommy. Jordan, aka Escort, always appear upon our doorstep shortly after Don's truck arrived in the driveway and would walk with us up to the door of our home.

Shortly after Don returned home, we heard a knock upon our door. After getting Chaos into his crate, we answered it to see our neighbor, Melissa, holding a blanket she'd so lovingly laid Jordan within. He had been hit by a car. With tears in her eyes, Melissa said, "I believe your cat was just hit." Grief-stricken, Don cried, "Not, Jordan." Shortly after we buried him our back yard.

Jordan has blessed our lives in so many little ways. Always there to escort us home, meow when he was hungry for food or attention, and you have never met a more lovable soul. I so loved his long yellow hair and have many memories of him chasing butterflies in the meadow behind our home. That is what I imagine for him, carefree, chasing butterflies across the meadows in heaven. We miss and love you, Jordan. Always and Forever.