Daisy Day

I'm going to have myself a Daisy Day. In a few moments, Tequila and I are packing up to visit Daisy at Mizzou. Correction, I'm packing. Tequila is napping. We're hauling Easy Mac--wish I'd bought stock in the stuff, grape juice, apple juice, Nature Valley granola bars, spring clothes and several outfits for Daisy to squeeze onto Tequila. Big Guy nixed Tequila wearing a sissy-dog sailor dress when he is around. Tequila agrees that dogs don't need dresses, but Daisy and I will coax her into the frock anyway. Big Guy won't there to stop us.