Max is leaving! I am a little freaked (and so are my sons, who have had him home for *many* years). It's temporary. Not ‘temporary’ - really, just temporary. Yea... so we're all a bit nervous about the arrangement.
1. My son helped me by buying some anti-nausea bands. 2. My son helped me pick up dog food for Skip while he was there. 3. My son offered me a BLT for lunch.