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BAD PARENT - NO BISCUIT
1/02/01 The other thing that Basil has done to prepare us for parenthood is to get sick at 10 p.m. on a Sunday evening. Last Christmas we received a box of See's Candies, nuts and chews, in the mail. We didn't knew we had received this gift right away because it was wrapped in gift paper, surrounded with bubble wrap and packing peanuts, inside a plain mailing box with seventy-five feet of packing tape keeping it together. We found out that it was a pound of chocolate after coming home from the movies. Usually Basil charges downstairs to greet our unprecedented return home. That evening, she stayed at the top of the stairs. She looked a little dazed as we walked upstairs and I noticed that she was swaying back and forth, just a bit. "Hey, Bubba! How you doin'?" I often refer to her as other names beginning with B. I had to stop calling her Butthead when she began to respond to it with a happy tail wag.
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