Anyone who has ever gotten close to me has left. Except my wife. I suspect one day my daughters will leave, too. It won’t be their fault. They’ll still love me. But they won’t be able to deal with me at close range. I used to wonder about why this is, but after a lifetime of failed relationships and trying to change myself to fit into the idea of what others wanted me to be, I’ve long since given up. I’m…
So here we are back in puppyhood again. It will be as fun as it is challenging. But thanks to genetics, we feel like we know what we’re getting into.
This is the story of a little girl who always wanted earrings. And the meanest father in the world.
