As Daisy would say, "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
My dear wife, Hank, is leaving us for a few days. She's traveling to the East Coast to be with her family as her father's health has taken a rather drastic turn for the worse. Hank is holding up well, but she's sad, Daisy is sad, and I'm sad.
I'm going to put on my big boy brave face and take good care of my daughter though. I'm going to stuff food into her cryhole every few hours, scrub her down every now and then, and smoosh her into her bed every night. These are things that good parents do. I will be a good parent.
Also, since I'm as bad at replying to "condolence" type comments as I am to offering them, I'm going to ask that no one make any such comments here.
On an unrelated note, Mike Duffy has proved that his blog is aptly named and he has convinced me that the hubcap mentioned in my last post is not a hubcap, but just a paint can lid. Consequently there's no need to me continue revoking Daisy's driving privileges.