April 13th 2008 3:57 pm
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Dad took Middle Lad and Little Lad to Cleveland this weekend to visit Grandma. I was not allowed to go. I wanted to go. I am sure I would have enjoyed myself in the Corn Beef Capital of Ohio. I was banned because there is a CAT. With pencity to consume mice, it was deemed that perhaps it was best to err on the side of caution and leave me at home.
Middle Lad is allergic to Cats. He and Dad spent the night at a hotel to let the Lad's lungs, nose and skin have an allergy break, while Little Lad slept at Grandma's.
OK, first thing. I could have saved the hotel bill.
On Friday Mom had neatly packed Middle Lad and Little Lad's items together in one bag, unaware of their separate housing arrangements. The outfits were stacked, rolled and only a MAN could not link them with the intended wearer.
It's not as if Little Lad was singing around Salzburg, I mean Cleveland all of today in Curtains, but when he came home to Mom, it turns out he was prancing about Cleveland all of today in the Oldest Lad's Pajamas.
If I could only have gone, then I would simply have dispensed with the CAT, and then the family could all have slept together (albeit in the same dog house), allergy-free, in their OWN clothes, neatly packed by MOM.
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