I might be a mite skittish with Kevin out of town. I end up checking all the locks twice, just in case, even though we live in a ridiculously safe part of town.
And then there’s the…
And then there's the moment you go downstairs to give the puppy her dinner and you almost have a heart attack because there is some THING lurking under your Christmas tree and it takes you a second to say oh. right. It's Anand's damned king pig. Fine. Merry Christmas.