Daddy’s Home!

Scout wasn’t real big on Hubby at first. He mainly saw him when horrible, no good, very bad medicine was being squirted into his yap. It was not an endearing introduction. Then Hubby went away on a week’s camping trip in Wisconsin with his best friend of almost fifty years (they met in the Outing Club in college and still plan trips together). This is Hubby and Scout within ten minutes of sitting down with a glass of ice water after the trip. I think all is forgiven.