George fell out of our kitchen window today, five stories up. First off, he’s ok. Thankfully, luckily, I think there may be a God now, Becky just happened to be home, went to find him, and saw him on the ground looking up at her, meowing. She rushed him to the vet. X-rays showed no broken bones or fractures or anything else they could see. I met Becky at the 24-hour vet where he will stay overnight to be sure. Obviously we were freaking out. If anything ever happened to him we would be inconsolable. My heart is racing right now just thinking about it. We love George so much.

Posted February 11, 2009 | ∞ | File under: george, personal, we would have died