This past Tuesday my family arrived home from a wonderful vacation to find a lonely cat and an awful smell. You see, we have two cats, but only one came to greet us. The other one, unfortunately, I found under our steps deceased. We're not 100% sure exactly what happened to our three-year-old cat, but he had a history of UTIs that we thought were stress-induced. Truth be told, he's never really acclimated to being a full-time indoor cat. Augustine, you will be missed! I am not, however, writing a eulogy for my cat, so I'll get to the point. I really want to discuss how this tragedy proved to be a powerful life lesson for my oldest daughter, Genesis. Back to last Tuesday. I walked downstairs to make sure that our cats had enough food and found myself surprised by how much food was actually left in their bowls. Instantly I had a hunch that something was wrong. Actually, my hunch went back to when our other cat met us at the doo...