While I was “Last 5 Years”ing last night, Bryan was at home with the Binja. 

OOOOH, first and foremost, Bryan got me a new phone yesterday, complete with Bluetooth earpiece.  I AM SO EXCITED.  Unfortunately, my numbers didn’t transfer over (I may fix this tonight.. my old phone is now a prop), so I’m working out that issue. 

So, anyway, back to my riveting story: Bryan and I were texting throughout the evening, with him giving me Binja updates. (The child is being incredibly fussy during the day with mom, and we’re trying to figure out why.  I think it’s the pinching that he doesn’t like, but mom swears she doesn’t pinch hard.)(I’m kidding.  She doesn’t swear.) Then I get this text message:

They found Shelby.  Don’t look in the trash can.

Um, so that sucks.  On more than one level, really.  We had already grieved Shelby’s passing once, but we really assumed we wouldn’t be faced with this again.  AND, more pressing, there’s the fact that our neighbors had to physically remove the carcass from their crawlspace.

Eww.  Major eww.  Horrible, terrible eww factor. (more…)