At nine sharp this morning Dennis in his little red pickup headed out the door for the drive to Sioux Falls. We checked his travel stash once and then once again. Medications and his CPAP sleep machine will guarantee a good weekend for him and peace of mind for me. As Dennis drove out, Butter Ball and Snuggles were sitting in the garage porch looking out the patio door in utter disbelief that yes, he was actually leaving them. Pets . . . you just have to love them.