No, this story is not about my wife and (step) daughter running off as the family's advance party to prepare Seattle for my visit. Or something like that.
No, this is the story of some other escapees.
Saturday, while I was out at the doctor's office (nothing special, he just happened to have an open slot on Saturday morning at an office not far from my house), is when it must have happened.
I think they must have gotten the idea a few weeks back when we watched "Toy Story II" & "Toy Story III".
My brass monkeys escaped.
I tracked the slippery simians to the nearby park.