For peace of mind, next time I will pack the dog

As you are reading this, my wife and I are out of town for a few days.

Well, I am out of town. My wife is not completely with me, as she spends half the day making one of the 12 calls a day back to Auburn to speak with the dog sitter we hired, making sure that the dog is sleeping, eating, pooing, standing, running, barking, sitting OK, and can you please put him on the phone so I can wooo-wooo-is-momma's-little-cutie-behaving-himself-for-the-nice-lady-are you-coochie-coo?

Just three days earlier, my wife had swallowed her fears and two Valium and allowed herself to hire a complete stranger, also known as insured and bonded dog sitter, to watch her prized baby boy while we were away for five days. We have no children, but you wouldn't know it at our house.