Dear Mr. Big Man,
Thank you for being my husband's advisor. For showing him the consequences of procrastination and disorganization.
Thank you for the chance to live in a new part of the country for 2-3 years. And for picking an area where we'll get to downsize from a house to an apartment. For helping us simplify our lives.
Thank you for the chance to sell off most of my furniture. For helping me figure out what I value most.
Thank you for the adventure of leaving work three hours early to pick up your collie from the kennel. Thank you for telling me they were open til 5 pm and for telling me to call and make sure they bathed the dog. If I hadn't called I wouldn't have known they close at 4 pm.
Thank you for picking a kennel 40 minutes from work and 45 from my house.
Thank you for the chance to meet your assistant this morning at 4 am. She's very nice.
Thank you for the chance to drive your dog to the airport by 5 am. He's very nice and his smelly drool is a welcome addition to our hardwood floor. He is sweet though. Muttola followed him around all night and tried to get him to chase her. He stared after her darting form with old age bemusement.
Thank you for giving your dog a crate that barely allowed him to lay down. In fact, it was only slightly larger than a terrier's crate at the airport. We enjoyed the burst of fear that they would refuse him at the gate.
Thank you for leaving everything until the last possible instant. We adrenaline junkies appreciate these frequent fixes.
Thank you for taking your family on a 2 week vacation to Japan while letting your employees manage your lab's move. Your trust is invaluable.