Bound to happen...

A sad thing happened today.
Joseph took Torty outside for a few minutes late this afternoon to walk around and eat some grass. He's only taken him outside a couple of other times because I'm paranoid about him getting lost.
Well, Joseph got distracted and forgot to keep his eye on him, and now we can't find him.
Ben and the boys went in back with a 200 W bulb on a work light searching through the bushes and under the deck, but no luck. They'll have to keep trying tomorrow when it's light.
Torty *is* back there. It's just that he could be under the deck, and if he is, it could be very hard to find him. The boys are all praying that they'll find him. And so am I. Joseph was extremely sad and feels just terrible.
Will you offer a quick prayer that Torty will turn up?

We took the boys to see "Where the Wild Things Are" tonight. I'm not sure what to think of it. It held the boys' rapt attention, though, and Mosey said at the end, "I think that movie was good enough that we should buy it." That's pretty high-praise! He was a little scared in some parts, but over all not as scared as I thought he might be. When we watched "Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs," during the climax scene when the dam holding back all the leftover food is about to burst and crush everyone on the island, Mosey got really scared and said to me, "I thought this movie was supposed to be funny! It isn't funny, it's scary!!!"
But, going back to "Wild Things," Max sure reminded me of Joseph. Joseph has never been as angry as Max, thank goodness, but there were places in the movie that hit close to home. The closing scene with the mother watching Max as he eats his supper (that was still hot) was very powerful to me.