[Narrative] I got run over by a Life cereal truck. Twice.

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After the visit to the doctor's lunch was an interesting event. Longshot poked at his food, ate three bites and spent the rest of the time poking at his food some more. The visit had not gone as bad as he dreaded, but it certainly did not go as fantastically as some of the previous visits. The bright side was that they had another DVD to show to interested and not interested parties.

When they got home, Longshot did the usual rounds of greetings but let Alison do the happy talking with the guests. He eventually drifted upstairs to get his iPod. He popped in the ear buds and picked a play list. His Dad may have been whistling a lot lately, but Longshot just wanted to listen to music.

Sadie followed him as he snuck out the back door. She nipped at his bare heels all the way to the hammock stretched between two trees next to the koi pond. He climbed in and closed his eyes. Focusing on the Japanese voice singing in his ears. The Mojoworlder was positive that his wife would find him when she needed him. He would welcome her company when she came, but now, he just needed a couple minutes to himself.

Except there was a puppy nosing his butt through the hammock beneath him. Oh well.