Gone

I have to be gone for 3 days.  Not liking leaving my friends.  My son will be here, but I still don't like being away, especially from Duncan.  I'm afraid he is going to think I have deserted him.  I'll have to be extra nice to him when I get back.  He loves his little bed under my sewing table.  I took the first one up to wash and put a new one down.  When I started picking up the old one, he looked like I was going to hit him.  I put him on the new bed and patted him.  He curled up and went to sleep.  He must have had a hellava life.  Well, he'll have a good one now.