Actually, frozen waffles became the default metaphor given my past experiences with the temporary bachelorhood I experience when my wife travels. This time around it was hot dogs.-
I don't think I'll be eating hot dogs again for quite a while but if you are planning a hot dog dinner some time soon and need a wine pairing, I can tell you 3 reds that go very nicely and 2 that don't really work.
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That aside, The Missus returned from Honduras last week and I have to say, it was not a moment too soon. Almost immediately after she left, Kanga decided to develop an abscess in her anal gland. ( ... ) Long story short, it involved an emergency trip to the vet, holding on to my poor, terrified, quivering dog until she howled herself hoarse while the vet drained this awful swollen thing, shelling out hundreds of dollars on the spot that I hadn't budgeted and walking out with a three-legged dog with a cone on her head. (Sidenote: Cone-head on a regular dog = funny. Cone-head on a 3-legger = pathetic and mildly heartbreaking)
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Turns out the cone screwed up her equilibrium enough that she could barely get around and couldn't lay down at all. Which meant that I had to remove it. Which also meant that I had to take the next two days off of work to stay home with her, give her her antibiotics, flush out her abscess with a syringe and make sure she didn't try to lick her asshole. It was a miserable couple of days for both of us. Incidentally, I developed a whole new respect for single parents. -
The Kanga ordeal was just the beginning of a string of trying situations that popped up over the next two weeks. My wife travels often and by now I've got my system pretty well down for how things operate when I'm flying solo. But this trip was different. It was longer. Money was tight. Shit happened. And over the course of those two weeks, I was really reminded what a partnership marriage is. Not just emotionally, financially, etc., but logistically. It's very much like trying to go about your daily life with an arm tied behind your back. And a solid reminder of the many roles spouses play in each other's lives.
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You can read The Missus' impressions of Honduras here.
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Welcome back, love.
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Now, don't fuckin' go anywhere for awhile, 'kay...?
Now, don't fuckin' go anywhere for awhile, 'kay...?
2 comments:
mmm...I am so glad to be eating Creme Caramel yogurt as I read about Kanga's anal absess and how it needed to be drained. Thanks
Okay D...here he writes this beautiful message about the importance of the women in our lives and all you can think about is the anal absess. However, I did have to put my coffee down for a second.
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