So, we are approaching another trip to Detroit. Never thought we would be seeing so much of my family in the course of a month. Just getting back, and still trying to recover (well Nigel) from the stomach flu (or whatever it was), we now are packing again and getting ready to fly back to Michigan. And the key word in that sentence is “fly.”
I hate to fly. I have never liked it, and I am sure I never will. It scares me. I am especially worried this time because we will be taking Nigel along with us. I am worried about the fact that he is still somewhat sick. (He has been throwing up some of his meals the last day or so.) I am worried about how he will react. Will he be scared? Will he be cranky? And I am just...
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