Since Daniel was gone today and all the other children live out of town, Nikki and Twila valiantly tried to make Fathers Day special for me. First it was breakfast in bed, but I just couldn't crack the chicken bones like they do, so they laid on the bed and ate mine too. Later they took me outside to see some landscaping they had done, but it only looked like more trenches crisscrossing the yard. And finally they talked me into letting them loose to go get a special treat for me, but when they came back with a fresh, half eaten rabbit, I decided the gulf between man and animal is just too big to bridge- even if they are man's best friend. A good try, but they came up a little short.
In the mean time, I received calls from all my children and that was good.
2 comments:
well, at least the dogs have good hearts. that's really nice that they tried to give you a good father's day.
I shudder to think how a cat might have tried to honor this day...
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