almost. the grass does not grow underneath our mighty volunteers feet.
frodo was kidnapped today. this was not the accidental tourist stowe away that frodo is occasionally the innocent victim of. this was the well thought out and intentional masterminded theft of frodo, our saints team mascot.
little did the perportrators know that the saints volunteers have eyes in the backs of their heads and wings upon their feet when they see our fluffy grey guy bouncing away in someone's unauthorized arms, running down our isolated street.
Laura and Tammy were hot on their trail, they cornered the fiendish cat knappers hiding in a backyard down the road. they were trying to hide frodo underneath their bodies so their pursuers wouldn't know he was there. but laura and tammy stood firm and made them give back our cat.
they were intimidated, they complied when cornered..that little 4 yr old boy and his 6 yr old sister gave them back our beloved guy. they got a good lecture on cat stealing from some very big to them grown ups.
i am sitting here chuckling...those little kids are so like i was...see a cat, want a cat, take a cat home. to a small child, life is so simple.
i think frodo enjoyed his great adventure, thank god he was in a cheerful mood and did not damage those poor innocent wee ones.