This morning around 4, I woke up to some of the loudest crying I have heard from one of our cats. I knew immediately it was Jenni (it sounded like her) but her crying sounded more intense than a normal “I caught a cricket” cry. I thought for sure that she had caught a giant rat or something in our house. So, sleepy and droopy eyed, I got up and scanned for Jenni. I walked through the living room, then the kitchen, I rounded the corner to the garage and there Jenni was. She was sitting in the hallway to the garage on top of her prey. There it was, a giant black rat… oh wait… I flipped on the hall light, it wasn’t a rat at all, it was one of the dog’s rope bones!