So I stayed home.  The boys left a while ago to go camping but I decided to stay back.  I have a couple of good reasons for doing this.

• The dogs.  We hadn’t really considered them before.  We could probably leave Beetoe overnight by herself but we certainly could not leave the Pup.  We could take them both, of course, but I can’t imagine the headache that would produce as we’d probably have to leave them kenneled up the majority of the time.
• Liam.  He’s had a runny nose that I’ve attributed to teeth (those one year molars are due any time) but it’s gotten worse and he’s had some coughing associated with it.  I don’t think the best thing would be have him sleeping outdoors if he’s coming down with a cold or something.

Plus, let’s be honest, I’ve been uneasy about this camping trip all week.  So I’m here with Liam (and the dogs) and the house is awfully quiet.  I’ll miss my big guys, but I’m almost looking forward to how it’s going to go being here by myself.  So far, so good.  But it’s only been about an hour and a half so I don’t think I should go around feeling proud of myself just yet.