It's 12:30 in the morning. I have no kids, dogs, or betta fish to take care of. I can't seem to make myself go to bed, because I'm afraid that this will have all been just a dream and they will all be back, waking me up at 5:30 a.m.
Well, they won't.
They'll be waking up my parents instead.
I love you Mom and Dad, and Jeff and Candita for taking all the furry friends for the weekend.
We'll call you from the road. Or not.
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