We let her play in the yard to get some exercise. Micah found her worms and we fed her fruit and veggies too.
Micah couldn't stand to be without her, and carried her in a box everywhere we went for 3 days.
On her last day with us, we had to run somewhere and I told Micah that I thought it was a good idea to leave her outside in her crate instead of in the garage. He argued with me, but I insisted that she needed some sun. Although I knew that she had been practicing her climbing skills and was close to being able to climb of of the crate, I didn't think that she would. When we came back home, Micah was devastated to see that she was gone! He cried, and cried, and cried. It was SO sad. For a spilt second, I mean as soon as it enter my head, it was gone… I thought maybe the boy needs a pet. He would love a little kitten and Stacy would too. But who would end up taking care of it? Who would train it? Who would watch it while we go on our cruise? Like I said, as soon as it entered my head, it was gone. At least Micah was able to mark one thing off of his "Summer to do list" He wanted to "get a pet."