Under the Wire

I’ll never forget the day my daughter brought him home. He was so ugly. She was so in love. This was one of those, “Daddy it followed me home. Can I keep him?” events. It was obvious why this fine looking specimen was left to wonder about aimlessly.

The truth of the matter is, nobody in their right mind would have wanted to be seen with him.

As my female child stroked his dirty, tangle hair with uncommon tenderness, hundreds of thoughts raced through my mind. One question kept leaping to the top of my list. “What is she thinking of?”

Every parent knows situations like this. If you tell your ch...