For pretty much the first time ever, all three boys came home with all A's and B's with one stray C and a very expected D that will magically transform into an A next marking period because we made a class switch. I am speechless.
The bad news is that our beloved pet for 16 years has died. Varuca was definitely worth her "Salt" in so many ways. She tolerated all three children who sat on her, gnawed on her tail and squeezed her mercilessly. I think she waited for us to return so she could be with her own family and in her own house. The day before I flew, she was acting like she had had a mini stroke, still functioning, but a little demented and woozy. She hung on for a few days for the kids to spend time with her. What a good little cat even to the end.
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