You know how you set out to do one thing , but you end up doing other things ? That 's what this week ended up being about . I did n't really expect to go to the shore , and last week things fell into place so that I was able to take my son down for a short trip . We ended up staying in a different spot than we usually do . It was a nice hotel / motel , but it did n't have a pool , and we like that option .

A: Where did the narrator take their kid ?

This morning the Spouse took Emily out for her morning squeeze . She 's reached a new phase in her dog - development : the sniffy phase . And this morning , as I 'd feared for some time , she sniffed in a foxtail . This is potentially life - threatening situation , as the damned things can get lodged in the dog 's twisty nasal passages and cause infections that can move into the brain and other squishy bits ( I ' ve heard rumors of foxtails moving directly into the brain , but I ' m not sure this is n't an urban myth ) .

A: What may happen if my dog starts to sniff foxtail ?

By pure luck he had slid into the cubicle right next to the executive office , where the work was being done . Mr. Jamison slid his lean , lanky body across the carpet , not daring to make a sound . The door was open slightly and Mr. Jamison managed to get his six foot frame through without nudging it . Any sound or movement could mean his capture .

A: Why was Mr. Jamison in the office ?

just a week before we are supposed to go to the bank and make an offer on a nice office . And then tonight I get a nice little phone call from him ... he 's really sorry , but he has to back out of the deal and to top it off he 's not even coming back ... why ? He knocked up his stupid fucking girlfriend !

A:
Why is the narrator out on a major deal ?