"Hmmm, how about a song about Jinxy?" she asked.
I was thrilled. She hadn't talked about Jinx much since we put him to sleep a few weeks ago, and I thought her feelings might come out in her song. I'm paraphrasing, but it went something like this:
Oh, I had a cat and his name was Jinx.
And he was cute and beautiful.
And he got a shot and it made him sleepy.
And then he got another and it made him dead.
We had to put Jinx to sleep because...
He peed and pooed in the house!
Now who is the creative one?