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Out of the blue, SpyderAnn decided to leave! Wait, what? I watched her ride away! Said she was going East. I was so sad. Separated! The hours turned to days. I attempted to drown my sorrow with demon rum. Almost worked. A week later, she wanted me to pick her up at the airport! Turns out, she agreed to ride a Spyder 2000 miles for a friend. She got to visit dear friends along the way, and had great weather. I got pizza! I guess I forgive her.
Sometimes it's for the best, when separated, you tend to miss the things, you take for granted....
Joe - I fell bad for you being stuck at home with three loving pupies, rum, and pizza. A very tough life indeed.:cheers:
I have to admit I was a little concerned at first:yikes: Then I read the rest of your post. Glad all are safe and back home.
Can't miss somebody that never goes away!:D
Dan Hicks and the Hot Licks: "How Can I Miss You When You Won't Go Away".
Geez... rum and pizza and you're complaining? :rolleyes::)
I ate all the pizza!
Inquiring minds want to know, "was it sausage and pepoeroni?"
Pepperoni