I've left Katy for a few days

I couldn't handle her beauty. Her grace and poise. Her greatyness.

I hope she'll be able to entertain herself while I'm away. What could she possibly do? She couldn't be wearing any undies, because I packed them all for my 3:15 Gold Coast Marathon Pacers Wearing Girly Pants Anonymous meeting.

Oh, my poor sweet baboo.

I don't deserve her. Note to self: bring Katy lots of Koko Black chocolate and a few vouchers for day spas.

What will she do all by herself, the poor thing.