Kids. You raise them, feed and clothe them, trying your best to nurture with love and care, always hoping to impart some wisdom and sense so they'll make good choices and live good lives.
Then they move out. And you worry they'll take up with some hoodlum friends and develop bad habits, won't eat well or take care of themselves. And you worry that they'll find a job, and even someday, maybe find love.
They spread their young wings and fly away, the ungrateful bastards. Hmmph!
Seriously, our good friend David "TRex" Ferguson has spread his tiny vestigial saurian wings and flown away from The Lake to start his own blogging career, and we wish him nothing but good wishes, long life, and many bloody carcasses to dine on.
You can find him here at his new house, TRextasy.
Best wishes, amigo. And like the old Bud Light commercial says, "I love you, man!"
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