The 9 'O'Clock Shuffle...

Maggie and I both were sitting on the couch and anxiously looking out the window tonight. It was almost 9 PM. Papa time! We were both listening for the distinctive noise my father's Honda's engine makes. We were also looking for him to turn down at the corner way down from my house. His headlights are distinctive as well.

"Guess who?" I said loudly to Maggie as I saw my father's car turn at the far end of our street.

Maggie turned and jumped up on the back of the couch as she yelped extremely loudly and joyously her little tale wagging a mile a minute.

I wish I could bottle Maggie's love for my father and Charlie as the world would be a much more pleasant place to live.