A few weekends ago I went with Mom, Dad, Stacy and Asher to Kansas for a visit. We were supposed to leave on Friday, but Asher wasn’t feeling well, so we postponed a day. Luckily on Saturday he was feeling good, so we headed out. Before we pulled out of the driveway, Dad was loading the car and we were waiting patiently. Asher had his “map” out and was telling me how to get to Kansas. Then, we heard a kitten start meowing. He got very nervous and yelled for me to shut the doors. He said cats with stripes on them are mean and maybe we should shoot it. I was in shock! Apparently Dad is trying to brainwash my sweet little nephew, so I explained to him all the wonderful things about cats. I don’t think it made a difference since he was still giving the kitten the evil eye when we headed down the road. We had a great time when we got to Kansas, and Asher had a good day on Saturday. He played with Landon, walked was carried halfway to the mailbox and back, and looked at the bird book. U...