I leave for Vegas tomorrow. That means going to an airport and getting on a plane… possibly the least civilizing moment in the life of our current civilization. And all the while I will be panicked over my little feathered family that I’m leaving behind even though I know my house sitter Karie is absolutely wonderful and will take amazing care of them. Hmmm… maybe that’s why I’m panicking. Maybe I’m afraid that when I come back they won’t want me. They’ll just want Karie.
Ah the panic in a mother’s brain as she leaves her children in the care of another.