that's easy.
He gets to enjoy life without me telling him what to do.
Now he gets to be nagged by Miz micro instead of me..
I wonder if I can smuggle him into my luggage?
I'll miss him.. We are pretty much inseparable. If I am home he is always near me. Like now in my office laying on the floor about three feet away.
I think I mentioned this already so please forgive my memory . When I get back I have three surgeries awaiting. So a whole new pain filled era begins again.
I am really not liking this older age stuff. Everything seems to break easier or hurt longer and more.
It's 7: 40 p.m. here in Cincinnati area. I am really tired and yawning. That's ridiculous. I am getting older for sure...