Well Dogs, I survived my daughters first date to her homecoming. I drove her and the date to dinner and then to the dance. I did take a few minutes to show him my Dog Father and assorted other ScrapYard’s. At first he thought they were cool and then he got surprisingly quiet.
Patti would not let me clean my 45 in the living room while he was here but the knives worked just as well. I think I am going to build permanent display and hang it on the wall right by the front door.
It just does not seem right to have a daughter dating. Like they say; if it doesn't kill ya...it makes you stronger. This kind of strength I do not need.
Any of you Dog's have any coaching points that I can use now that this has started in my life?
