Introductions

I went over to Chuck's house yesterday morning for Ryker's first day of kindergarten. You know - take pictures, threaten the older brother with life and limb if he doesn't kindly and gently deliver his sibling to a responsible adult after walking to school, high-five the other parent for successfully keeping the child alive long enough to make it to kindergarten...

Prior to doing all of that, I went to find Tugboat. Tuggy, you'll remember, is the boxer-mix that Chuck and I adopted in 2002. She is the sweetest doggy ever, but very old and hobbled now. We are actually going to put her down very soon - so terribly sad but the right thing to do.

I knelt on the ground and hugged her. Jack sat on the floor next to me asking why she had to die, and saying how much he'll miss her and would it be okay to get another cat when Kitty dies. I think this means Chuck has successfully messaged that he is NOT getting another dog after Tuggy.

Ryker came in shortly thereafter, took one look at me and goes "her name is Tugboat." Like I needed an introduction.

I looked up at him and he nodded at me, like "yes, true story" and then I looked over to Jack, who looked baffled and just shook his head at me.

I moved out exactly 38 days prior. Is that long enough for Ryk to completely forget that I EVER lived there? That I had ever met her? Or is that just Ryker's world? I kinda want to live in his head for awhile. How fun would it be in there?